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... ith ash from refineries that never slept. Kiro moved through the ruined edge of Velmora's outer slave district, hidden among shattered cargo units and collapsed rails.
His eyes scanned the terrain—guard towers humming with suppressor fields, chain-linked fences made of Viora-treated alloy, and cameras etched with El'Vertigos' family crest.
He clenched his fists.
His home had been turned into a corpse that still breathed.
As he passed the chain pits, two children p ...
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