CITADEL
he asked, eyes wide.
She shook her head. “No. Just tired lungs. The rain doesn’t help. I’ve lived through worse.”
But that night, while he slept, she coughed harder — thin, dry gasps muffled into the corner of a torn pillow. Her hand clutched her side for a moment, and then slowly relaxed.
The pain would pass. It always did.
She told herself that.
She had to.
Present Day – Refinery Outskirts
Tunde dropped the bag in front of Kappa. Inside: pure, raw Adrium from Quarry Vault C — the real stuff. Glowing. Dangerous.
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