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Chapter 37: Elias's Progress
Author: MASLA AUREA
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The vast, cavernous chamber of Project Chimera was a symphony of hushed anticipation and the low, resonant hum of dormant crystals. Herman, his muscles still screaming in protest from the recent battle, knelt beside Hana, the throbbing ache in his arm a constant reminder of their narrow escape. The decryption device, its screen now a cascade of resolved data, cast a flickering violet glow on their faces, a stark contrast to the bruised indigo of the mountain dawn seeping through

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