Chapter 84: The Falling Towers
Author: WIZZY INK
last update2026-09-11 02:45:09

The high stone ceiling of the cavern shattered into thousands of sharp rock splinters, raining dark debris across the sky of Sector Zero. Through the vast opening in the cavern roof, the giant glass skyscrapers of the upper executive district began their terrible descent, slipping down through the darkness like colossal crystal spears aimed directly at the lower town.

Blinding golden lights flashed along the edges of the falling towers, illuminating the thick clouds of gray dust and white steam
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