Apex Bloom
I burst through the heavy sub – level doors and out into the sprawling hangar. It was a massive, vaulted space filled with sleek, black VTOL aircraft. My bare, bloodied hands ached from tearing through the ventilation shaft, but I didn't feel the pain. I felt only a white – hot, consuming fury.
At the far end, near the primary launch pad, Sterling Vane was limping toward an open cockpit. He clutched the silver remote to his chest like a holy relic, entirely desperate to escape the self – destruct sequence he had triggered.
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