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Chapter 181: The Cage of Public Opinion

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The sound wasn't the rhythmic marching of boots, nor the mechanical hum of tanks. It was worse. It was a roar—a chaotic, organic, terrifying roar that vibrated through the reinforced concrete walls of the Obsidian facility.

Jack Sterling stood in the command center, his hands gripping the edge of the holographic table until the metal groaned under the pressure. On the monitors, or what was left of them after the electromagnetic pulse from the previous battle, the scene outside was a nightmare brought to life.

Thousands of people.

They weren't soldiers. They were office workers in torn shirts, mothers holding signs scrawled with red paint, teenagers with homemade Molotov cocktails, and construction workers wielding sledgehammers. They pressed against the outer perimeter fence of the industrial park like a tidal wave of flesh and anger.

"Death to the Monster!"

"Save our children!"

"Burn the Witch!"

The chants were incoherent, overlapping into a
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