Marked by the Enemy King
As the first of the militia dropped into the room, the proximity alarm began to wail—a shrill, piercing sound that cut through the thunder of the gunfire.
Nikos leaned into the console, his back arched in agony. The Ledger was no longer just a system; it was a weight, a heavy, suffocating mantle of steel and electricity, and it was finally tearing him apart from the inside out. He had reached the breaking point, and as the enemy surrounded them, he realized that for the city to have a future, he would have to sacrifice every last piece of his own.