Chapter 194: The Human Factor The wet mud of the inland pass didn't just coat my boots; it felt like a physical extension of the heavy, unshifting iron cable anchored deep within my rib cage.Every hour that passed since the destruction of the Culling Spire, the ghostly hum of Dante's distant, underwater core vibrated through my bones. He wasn't breathing biological air, but he wasn't dead. He was a silent, three-ton monument of fused zinc and carbonized iron sitting beneath the dark salt water of the harbor, holding the continental firewall together by the sheer force of his permanent, unshifting beast-will."They've officially crossed the northern baseline ridge, Zora," Vance muttered, his voice coming from the deep shadow of an overturned transport flat.He was using a rusted file to smooth down the rough edges of his dead jaw-ports, his eyes reflecting the sharp, cold purple light of the newly formatted glass slate. Without his analytical data-slate, he looked older, his shoulder
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