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Chapter 82: The Fading Picture.
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The building was a crumbling fortress, riddled with bullet holes and stained with chaos. Gunfire cracked like thunder across the narrow concrete corridors. Dust and plaster rained from the ceiling as grenades exploded outside.
"Dion! Dion, you alright?" Miles, known only to the mercenaries as Ghost, called out as he ducked behind a steel beam, rounds ricocheting near his head.
Dion flinched, a sharp ringing in his ears. "I’m okay! Just grazed the wall ...
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