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Ch.113 The Signal
Author: samad
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The silence inside the stealth corvette’s cabin was heavier than the vacuum outside.

Cyrus sat back heavily onto the rear crash couch, the rigid plates of his combat suit clanking against the bulkhead. He rested the dark carbon-osmium shaft of the Keres grav-glaive across his knees, finally loosening the death grip his right hand had maintained for the last hour.

With the corvette’s artificial gravity stabilizing at standard, the sheer physical toll of the infiltration crashed over him. His fus
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