Sophia Pov The reinforced steel door of the sub-basement didn't just vibrate; it groaned under a relentless, rhythmic cadence of kinetic violence.BANG. BANG. BANG.I kept my hand clamped firmly on the hilt of my silver-coated tactical blade, my knuckles white against the grip. The air down here, three levels beneath the northern pack house's main bunker, was choked with the bitter stench of sulfur, burnt ozone, and scorched flesh. It was the smell of the high-voltage silver lattice woven directly into the concrete walls of the containment cell."She’s been at it for four hours straight," I said, my voice cutting through the heavy, suffocating dark. I stepped up to the thick obsidian-glass observation pane. "She isn't wearing down, Ethan. If anything, her strike velocity is increasing."Inside the cell, Emma was barely recognizable. The small, quiet girl who used to read under the oak tree was gone, replaced by a pale, predatory specter suspended in the center of the room by four hea
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