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Chapter 62: Iron Choir
The city was not quiet.
Even in ruin, Velaria hummed with the Dominion’s grip. Patrol drones glided across the shattered skyline, their searchlights cutting through drifting ash. Resonance pulses rolled like thunder through the lattice, invisible waves pressing against skin and bone. To the survivors huddled in the Cinder Wards, the Dominion’s presence was a storm that never ceased.
Dante stood on the station’s broken stairwell, watching. His body was bone-tired, but his mind was fire. He knew the Dominion would not stop with the m******e. They wanted more than victory — they wanted despair, extinction, silence.
And they had unleashed something new.
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“They’re moving different,” Mira muttered, crouched beside him. She held binoculars scavenged from a Dom
