The Stolen Alpha
Their escape hung by a thread, the team's coordination and skill the only barrier between them and capture.
The Emissary stumbled, his frail form struggling to keep pace.
Eira's grip tightened. "We've got you," she whispered.
Kael's sword sliced through the last guard, clearing their path.
"Move!" Rylan yelled.
They burst through the door, the facility's deadly traps and guards mere seconds behind.
Their escape craft waited, engines roaring to life.
As they lifted off, the facility erupted in a blaze of fire and smoke.
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