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... f the Pearl Harbor attack still raged, a symphony of explosions, gunfire, and dying screams. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of ozone, blood, and the strange, oceanic tang of Namor the Sub-Mariner. His bioluminescent patterns pulsed with an agitated rhythm, his glowing eyes fixed on Thomas MacIntyre and Tony Beaulieu.
"Sanctuary?" Namor's voice, when he finally spoke, was not the confused babble Elias had anticipated. It was deep, resonant, filled with an ancient, regal authorit ...
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