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Jack let the hum of the plaza’s quiet acceptance settle for a heartbeat. Then he raised a hand again—not toward the crowd, not at DragonBot—but at the small comm device on his wrist. “Ryan,” he said, voice carrying over the plaza without amplification. “Get your family. Now. Sarah, Matilda, Jackson. Come to the center. We’re not done sharing this moment.” DragonBot hovered closer, stabilizers adjusting. “Are you certain outreach is prudent? Emotional overload potential is high.” Jack smirked faintly. “They’ll manage. They’ve earned it.” Minutes passed. People in the plaza continued murmuring, pointing upward at the screens where the Senators still debated, the city’s pulse settling into cautious excitement. Then, movement at the far edge of the plaza caught Jack’s eye. First, a figure appeared—a tall, broad man, hair darkened by stress, eyes scanning the crowd until they locked onto Jack. That was Ryan Brooks. Behind him, Sarah Thompson, steady but radiant, kept a protective ha
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Measured. Thoughtful. Like people testing the weight of what they’d just been handed. Jack stepped back another half pace, giving the plaza space to breathe. He didn’t leave the center—but he stopped being the center. That mattered. Then the LED screens pulsed again. Not a broadcast chime. A priority signal. DragonBot’s optics shifted instantly. “Multiple authorized feeds. Legislative clearance confirmed.” A murmur rolled through the crowd. Four figures appeared on the screen—split evenly across the display, each framed in stark, utilitarian lighting. No ceremonial halls. No banners. Just offices stripped down to function. The Senate of Reidsville. Jack felt the temperature of the moment drop—not colder, but sharper. The first to speak was a man in his early sixties, broad-shouldered, silver hair cut short, eyes steady in a way that suggested he’d learned patience the hard way. “People of Reidsville,” he said. “My name is Senator Marcus Hale.” A few voices murmured recogn
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Jack let his hand fall from the hilt. The metal no longer hummed against his pulse, no longer pulled at him like a living thing. Around him, the plaza shifted into motion again—people turning to one another, voices rising in overlapping fragments, relief bleeding into plans and questions and laughter that still felt uncertain in their own mouths. Then the LED screens flickered again. Not a hard cut this time. A low chime rippled through the plaza as the image of Governor Elena Ward reappeared—closer now, the framing tighter. The office behind her hadn’t changed, but something in her posture had. The stiffness had eased, just enough to feel human. The crowd quieted without being asked. Ward folded her hands once, then released them. “I wasn’t finished,” she said. A ripple of quiet amusement moved through the plaza. “I know some of you are wondering why I’m still here on that screen,” Ward continued. “Why I didn’t end with a clean sentence and let you go home feeling victorio
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The applause followed him even as Jack stepped back—but he didn’t leave. He stopped two paces from the platform, turned halfway, and lifted a hand. The sound didn’t die immediately. It thinned. Folded in on itself. Like a fire learning to burn instead of explode. Jack looked out over them again. “I need to say one more thing,” he said. The crowd leaned forward as one. Jack’s gaze hardened—not with anger, but with clarity. “Victor Krane didn’t just lose tonight,” he said. “He was exposed.” A ripple moved through the plaza. “Men like him don’t start as monsters,” Jack continued. “They start as solutions. As efficiency. As order. They tell you they’ll take responsibility so you don’t have to.” DragonBot adjusted its position, projecting a slow scroll of archived footage—Krane in boardrooms, Krane at summits, Krane shaking hands with people who smiled too easily. “Then one day,” Jack said, “you realize you don’t remember when you stopped choosing.” Silence settled heavier now
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The cheers didn’t fade. If anything, they deepened—rolling through Reidsville’s streets like a tide that refused to retreat. The sound wasn’t sharp anymore. It wasn’t frantic. It carried weight now, layered with relief, disbelief, and something harder to define. Hope, maybe. Jack slowed his steps. DragonBot noticed immediately. Its stabilizers adjusted, hovering closer, matching his reduced pace without comment. “You’re hesitating,” DragonBot said—not as an accusation, but an observation. Jack exhaled through his nose. “I didn’t come down here to give a speech.” “Data suggests the crowd believes otherwise.” Jack glanced sideways at the machine. “You tracking probabilities now?” “I am tracking inevitabilities.” They reached a wide-open plaza—a convergence point beneath the hanging city where old transit pylons had once fed supplies upward. One of them had collapsed years ago, leaving behind a broad, circular platform of reinforced stone and alloy. A podium without intentio
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The wind shifted. Not the violent, screaming gusts that had battered the terrace during the fight—but a lower, steadier current, sweeping through the broken architecture like a breath finally released. Jack felt it brush against his face, cool against sweat and blood, carrying the distant sounds of the city below. He took another step forward, boots scraping against fractured alloy, and the terrace gave a tired groan behind him—as if even the structure itself was relieved the battle was over. DragonBot hovered at his flank, stabilizers adjusting constantly to compensate for the failing gravity anchors embedded throughout the hanging city. “Structural integrity of upper Reidsville platforms continues to degrade,” DragonBot reported. “Recommended descent route is now optimal. Delay increases risk of collapse by 38 percent.” Jack didn’t slow. “Then let’s not linger,” he said quietly. Behind them, Victor Krane’s body lay motionless—still, broken, and abandoned. The Dragon Dagger
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