Chapter 61
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The stormy night made the city skyline glow, and lightning lit up both rooftops and alleys.

Luther and Elara stood on the edge of the upper warehouse, surveying the chaos below. The remnants of Node four had been defeated but the calm was deceptive.

“They’re regrouping,” Elara said, scanning the feeds. “Someone’s coordinating them. Someone… smarter.”

“Then we find them,” Luther replied, tightening the strap on his weapon. “Before they strike again.”

He didn’t tell her that the sense of danger g
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