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... It was not a grand gesture, merely the tilt of his head, but it carried the weight of empires. Like a general deciding whether today he would burn a city... or a continent.
"How long," he asked, voice molten and corrosive like acid poured over iron, "before Doctor Voss delivers the first set of Devourers?"
The agents didn't stutter, didn't flinch. They knew better. In this hall of predators, even breathing wrong could get you crushed.
"Six months," the male agent answere ...
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