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... om hell.
A constant, gut-vibrating rumble shook the concrete bunker, the sound of a thousand distant explosions.
The air smelled of ozone, burnt grass, and a coppery tang that Michael’s brain refused to identify as blood.
He peered through the narrow viewing slit, his eyes struggling to adjust to the hellish, crimson light that bled from the Red Gate in the sky.
"Well," Jax’s voice crackled in his ear, his usual cheerfulness strained. "This is officially the worst ...
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