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Chapter 275 — The Edge That Keeps Moving
The hours after late morning blurred into something shapeless. The sun climbed higher, light filtering into spaces that had long stopped mattering to Legacy. She could feel its warmth faintly through the structure, but it did nothing to ease the strain. If anything, the heat made everything heavier. Sweat clung to her skin, soaked into fabric, cooled unevenly, and left her feeling both overheated and chilled at once.Her legs no longer shook in bursts.They vibrated constantly, a fine, relentless tremor that never paused. The muscles in her thighs felt thin and overworked, as though they had been stretched past their ability to contract properly. Every time she bent her knees, even slightly, pain flared through the joints, sharp enough to make her breath hitch. Locking them was not an option. She balanced carefully between too rigid and too weak, riding a narrow edge that kept shifting beneath her.Her feet felt swollen and bruised. The pressure there had become overwhelming, a deep a
Chapter 274 — The Quiet War Inside
By late morning, the city had fully awakened, and Legacy felt every part of it. The weight no longer came in unpredictable waves. It arrived in steady, relentless layers that stacked on her body without pause. What made it worse was the consistency. There were no gaps long enough to recover, no brief moments where her muscles could reset. Everything was sustained now.Her legs shook continuously.Not violently, not in dramatic spasms, but in a low, constant tremor that never stopped. The muscles in her thighs felt stripped raw, as though they had been worked down to their most basic fibers. Her knees burned with a deep, grinding ache that made every slight bend feel dangerous. She kept them soft, never locking, never fully straightening, balancing carefully between collapse and rigidity.Her feet were agony.The pressure there had become overwhelming. Every square inch of contact with the floor felt exaggerated, as if the ground itself were pushing back. Her arches ached fiercely, cal
Chapter 273 — What Endurance Leaves Behind
The morning continued to unfold above her, indifferent and efficient. The city moved with purpose now. People traveled. Systems synchronized. Energy flowed in clean, coordinated patterns. For Legacy, that coordination translated into sustained pressure that never fully released. The chaos of the night had been replaced by something steadier and more punishing.Her legs shook without pause.The trembling was no longer something that came and went. It lived in her muscles now, a constant vibration that made standing feel unnatural. Her thighs burned with a deep, spreading ache that no longer had edges. Her knees felt loose, unreliable, as though the structures inside them were tired of holding their shape. Every few seconds she had to remind herself to bend just enough, to keep them from locking, to keep herself from collapsing.She leaned into the column more heavily than before. Her arms had taken on a permanent tremor. Forearms burned. Shoulders throbbed with a slow, pulsing pain tha
Chapter 272 — The Body Does Not Forget
The city settled into its morning rhythm, but Legacy did not feel settled at all. If anything, the strain became more precise, more demanding. Daylight brought coordination. Systems aligned instead of overlapping chaotically, and that alignment transferred weight in long, steady flows rather than sharp surges. It was quieter. Heavier. Less forgiving.Her legs trembled constantly now. Not in waves, not in bursts, but in a continuous vibration that never stopped. The muscles in her thighs felt hollowed out, as if the strength had been scraped away and replaced with fire and ache. Her knees felt fragile, like hinges worn too thin, and every time she bent them even slightly, pain flared up through her joints and into her hips.She leaned more heavily into the column without realizing it at first. Her arms had taken on a permanent tremor, forearms burning, shoulders throbbing with deep fatigue. The muscles there felt swollen and overworked, yet they kept responding. They had no choice.Her
Chapter 271 — When the Body Learns the Cost
Morning arrived without ceremony. The city did not pause to acknowledge it, and neither could Legacy. Light filtered slowly through streets and structures, but the weight did not lift. It only changed shape. Systems shifted into daytime patterns, energy demands redistributing rather than disappearing. What had been sustained pressure through the night became layered pressure now, overlapping needs stacking one on top of another.Legacy felt the transition immediately.Her legs shook so hard she had to lock her knees for a brief moment, a dangerous choice that sent sharp discomfort up through her joints and into her hips. She corrected quickly, bending just enough to protect herself. Her thighs burned as if they had been set alight from within. The pain was no longer sharp or new. It was old, deep, settled into her muscles like something permanent.Her arms pressed against the column without conscious thought. They had become extensions of her instinct, reacting before her mind could r
Chapter 270 — The Weight That Never Pauses
The first pale light of dawn had begun to filter into the city, but it brought no relief. The buildings, the streets, the hum of electricity all remained, as if the world expected her to keep carrying its weight alone. Legacy felt the shift subtly at first, like a soft vibration beneath her feet, almost imperceptible, but enough to draw attention. She had become so attuned to the pulse of the city that even the smallest variation registered immediately, sending tendrils of tension through her legs, hips, and spine. Every muscle she had left awake tightened in response, ready to absorb the demands before they could cascade.Her legs trembled more than they had the night before. Every step, every slight movement, sent heat and sharp ache radiating upward. Her calves burned with the constant tension of holding her body upright, and her thighs felt like they were grinding against invisible resistance, fibers screaming with fatigue. Her knees quivered under her weight, joints unstable, thr
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