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... the last diagnostic feed faded from the cracked display.
Behind him, Nyx rested in her recharging pool—still rebooting, her body slowly regaining full function. Tubes pulsed with soft light around her, and her vitals returned one by one with methodical precision.
With her stable, it was time to move.
He turned his attention to the data Nyx had compiled during her fragmented operation. Most of it was standard—power grid failures, torn conduits, broken subsystems.
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