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Chapter 303: The Weight of Judgment

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Jack found Aria-7 in the medical wing's isolation chamber, her crystalline form dimmer than he remembered.

The ancient being who had once commanded the Vanguard fleet now looked fragile, almost translucent. Tubes of silvery fluid connected her to Katherine's medical equipment—a bizarre fusion of alien biology and human technology.

"You came." Her voice resonated directly in his mind, weaker than before but still carrying that otherworldly echo.

"You asked for me." Jack pu
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