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Chapter 73: The Final Stand Begins
Author: Temmyfrosh
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The team gathered in the operations room, their faces set with determination. The air was heavy with tension, but no one wavered. Kain’s ultimatum loomed over them like a dark cloud, but Amara refused to let fear take hold.

“We don’t have much time,” she began, her voice firm. “Kain thinks he has us cornered, but we’re not giving up. If he wants a war, we’ll give him one.”

The room buzzed with murmurs of agreement. Even Serena, who had been visibly shaken by Kain’s broadcast, stood taller now.

Callum glanced at the clock. “We’ve got less than twelve hours until his deadline. What’s the plan?”

Amara took a deep breath and stepped forward. “We’re going to fight this on two fronts. First, we need to dismantle the syndicate’s operations piece by piece. Leo, I want you to lead a team to hit one of their key facilities. It’ll send a message that we’re not backing down.”

Leo straightened, wincing slightly as his still-healing wounds reminded him of their presence. “I’m ready. Just point me i
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