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Chapter 84 — The City That Remembers
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Wind tore across the rooftop, ripping dust and metal filings into a storm as every Apex-controlled drone descended in perfect, predatory silence.

Nicholas tightened his grip on Elara’s arm. “Elara, DON’T walk toward them. Don’t you dare.”

She didn’t turn. “I told you. I don’t have a choice.”

“The hell you don’t,” Nicholas snapped. “You’re not giving yourself to that thing.”

Her voice was quiet. Too quiet. “I’m not giving myself. I’m taking something back.”

The nearest drone folded its wings in anticipation, an angular machine of impossible color and violent intent. “SISTER. RESUBMIT.”

Elara’s eyes flickered white. Nicholas stepped between her and the drone, palms raised. “Back off.”

The drone didn’t respond. It didn’t need to. Another drone spoke: “HUMAN. MOVE.”

Nicholas spat, “No.”

Elara grabbed his shoulder. “Nicholas”

He didn’t let her finish. “If you leave me behind now, you’re letting the Apex win.”

“No,” she whispered.

“If I don’t go now, everyone dies.”

Nicholas flinched. “Elar
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