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Chapter 83: The Abyss

Author: Judy
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-09-17 13:30:29

The freezing water didn't just hit them; it swallowed them whole in a catastrophic crush of absolute kinetic force.

The air was violently ripped from Isabella’s lungs as the tsunami of glacial runoff slammed into the bunker walls, instantly sweeping her entirely off her feet. She was thrown into a pitch-black, suffocating vortex. The deafening roar of the flood rushing into the vertical exhaust shaft was a physical pressure that threatened to crush her skull. Debris, chunks of concrete, and the
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