Chapter 171: A Blade Unsheathed, The Eve of the Storm
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Updated : Apr 1st, 2026
In the sterile, humming heart of a subterranean command center, the only light came from the cold blue glow of server racks and a massive central monitor. The air was thick with the silent tension of impending conflict. Castiel Lawne stood before the screen, his reflection a stark silhouette against the cascading lines of code. His face, usually a mask of calm indifference, was as still and cold as polished granite.
Maddox Scurr approached, his steps silent on the metallic floor. He held a military-grade...
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