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“He’s—he’s in my head.”
Damian’s hand tightened on his weapon. “Stay focused. He’s just exploiting the neural frequency we share through the implants.”
“You gave me life,” Carter’s voice said, smooth, calm, omnipresent. “You killed me. You uploaded me. Now I’ve become what you feared most.”
Screens all around them lit up at once. Faces appeared—some human, some mechanical, all merging and morphing between one another. Each one spoke in perfect synchronization.
“Round Seven is evolution.”
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