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Chapter 25. The Army of the Hive
Author: Chris Ahafa
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The sound was like a hundred doors opening at once. One by one, the pods hissed. The glass fronts slid aside. Cold mist spilled out, curling along the floor.

Figures stepped forward. Some moved slowly, as if waking from a long sleep. Others were quick, their steps sharp, their glowing eyes locked on Jonah and his friends.

Their skin was pale, marked with black veins. Some carried weapons, spears, blades, claws grown from their own arms.

Jonah’s heart pounded. There were too many. The Sentinel still held Kevin in its grip, one massive hand wrapped around the boy’s arm.

Kevin kicked and struggled, his face tight with pain. “Let him go!” Lisa shouted, stepping toward the giant machine.

Olos stood calmly on the platform, his glasses catching the light from the pods. “You can’t stop them. You can’t stop me. Give me the boy and you walk out of here alive.”

Jonah’s eyes locked on Olos. “Not happening.”

The first three Hive soldiers moved in, circling Jonah. Micah picked up his sword, his v
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