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Chapter Twelve – Ashes of Resolve (Part One)
Author: Freezy-Grip
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The gunship’s floodlights carved through the smoke as the Revenant staggered backward, its metal plating melting under the barrage. Fire danced across its armor, sparks trailing from exposed wires and ruptured hydraulics.

Elias yanked Marcus behind a toppled container as the creature roared, shaking the entire yard. “Stay with me,”

Elias snapped, reloading with ruthless precision. “If that thing reaches the gunship, we’re all dead.”

Marcus wiped blood from his mouth, chest rising in jagged gasps. “He made this… he made people into this.”

Elias didn’t look at him. “Daniel has crossed lines you’re not ready to understand.”

“I understand.” Marcus’s voice cracked, raw and dangerous. “He’s going after Sophia next.”

Elias grabbed his chin, forcing him to meet his eyes. “Then don’t die here. You want Sophia back? Survive this first.”

A thunderous crash interrupted them the Revenant tore a burning crate in half and hurled it, flames spiraling through the air. Elias shoved Marcus down as the c
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