POV: SERGEANT BRAVO ㅤ The recoil of the rifle kicked into my shoulder, a brutal reminder of the reality we were now in. Without the Shadow-Code to grease the wheels of physics, every shot felt heavy, slow, and desperately human. ㅤ The Bone-Walker didn't even flinch. The lead rounds sparked off its white organic plating like pebbles against a mountain. It kept marching, its heavy footsteps rhythmically slamming into the earth, each step a countdown to our erasure. ㅤ "Jace! Any time now with that Ghost Tech!" I yelled over my shoulder, ducking as a second red bolt charred the concrete inches above my head. ㅤ [ Jace: I’m trying, Bravo! But the signal is like trying to catch smoke with a net! They’re fragmented across the city’s sub-servers. I’ve got 45% of the Captain, but Sarah... sh
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