The burning skeleton of *The Leviathan* sank into the Pacific with a low, hissing groan that sounded like the final breath of a dying era. By 0800 hours, the black smoke from the harbor had merged with the gray morning fog, wrapping Blackridge in a heavy, protective shroud. The naval destroyer was gone, its multi-million-dollar hull broken against our concrete reefs, leaving the coast entirely under the unyielding law of the road.I stood in the center of the Iron Cathedral’s main courtyard, my white lab coat splattered with sea salt and the dark, thick grease of field trauma wraps. My fingers were still trembling slightly from the adrenaline of the dockside surgery, but my stance was firm. Beside me, the two hundred Phantoms and the remnants of Kaelen’s Strays stood in silence, their engines idling in a low, synchronized hum that felt like the heartbeat of a new civilization.Arthur was back in my arms, having been brought up from the subterranean vault by Bear. He was wide awake, hi
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