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Chapter 35: The Ink Hand

作者: Lucybasil
last update 公開日: 2026-06-05 12:37:23

The glass did not break when she hit it. It bent.

The strong crystal dome of the Sterling Technologies atrium bent down like a clear trampoline. It took the force of Elara's three-hundred-foot fall with an elastic groan that vibrated through her teeth. For a short time she was stuck on a web of white stress fractures. She was looking through the clear floor at the ninety-story drop below.

Then the roof completely failed.

With a sound like lightning hitting a mirror factory, the glass broke in.
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