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Chapter 69: The Descent into Anchor Zero
Author: Lucy
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The valley swallowed them whole.

Wind tore past as they slid down the rocky incline on controlled ropes, boots scraping against jagged stone. The pylon lights pulsed brighter the closer they got—deep violet bands that beat in perfect rhythm, echoing through the earth like a slow, building war drum.

Mira hit the ground first.

She scanned the perimeter—two patrol units, thermal drones overhead, soldiers cycling in formation along a circular path around Anchor Zero.

“Stay low,” she whispered into
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