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Chapter 34: The Ghost in the Machine

Author: Aria V. Wilde
last update publish date: 2026-06-12 16:21:29

"Fire," the synthetic, metallic vocoder in Nora’s throat commanded.

The two Apex Stalkers didn't hesitate. Their fingers tightened around the triggers of their heavy plasma rifles, the crimson targeting lasers burning bright red circles directly over Dominic’s heart. Dominic lay completely limp beneath me, his chest hitching in shallow, ragged gasps as the emerald gas systematically shut down his respiratory system. He was a god stripped of his lightning, entirely at their mercy.

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