CHAPTER 28: THE DEAD ZONE RELAY
POV: SERGEANT BRAVO ㅤ The transition from the neon-lit Financial District to the Dead Zone was like crossing into a graveyard of the 21st century. Here, the Board hadn't bothered to "optimize" anything. The buildings were hollowed-out concrete shells, reclaimed by vines that glowed with a faint, toxic bioluminescence. ㅤ "How much further?" Jace whispered. He was stumbling now, his boots catching on rebar and cracked asphalt. ㅤ "Two miles. Maybe less," I replied, my eyes scanning the skyline. ㅤ The red dots in the sky—the Sector 1 dropships—were circling the Obsidian Spire like vultures over a fresh kill. They hadn't spotted us yet, but it was only a matter of time before they expanded their search radius. Every time a searchlight swept over the ruins, we had to press ourselves into
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