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Chapter 315: The Corporate Fleet

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"Haley," Jack said into the darkness, his voice cold, hard, and totally devoid of fear. "Reroute all backup power to the Ice Ship. Marcus, mobilize the Kindred. Arbiter, get your gods ready for a fight."

He wasn't a god anymore. But he was Jack Sterling. And he was about to make the Devourer regret stepping into his territory.

The pitch-black sky above Manhattan wasn't just an absence of light; it was a physical weight. The Devourer's shadow pressed down on the city, cracking the pa
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