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Chapter 81: The King's Return

Author: Fuyingwen
last update publish date: 2025-11-11 00:31:22

The scent of brine and ozone was the first thing to greet Jack as the heavy hatch hissed open, pushed aside by Finch’s unnervingly steady hands. It was the smell of freedom, a stark contrast to the sterile, recycled air of the submersible that had been their sanctuary and transport. Cold night air, heavy with the dampness of the coast, rushed in, caressing Jack’s face. He took a deep, grounding breath, his eyes adjusting to the gloom of the abandoned naval pier.

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