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... chor that hissed as it struck the ground. The air smelled of burnt copper and rotting meat—a stench so thick it clung to the back of the throat.
Somewhere in the distance, a building collapsed with a thunderous KRRRSSHHH, its steel skeleton groaning as it folded in on itself. The streets were rivers of panic—screaming civilians, overturned cars, the relentless DAKKA-DAKKA-DAKKA of machine gun fire as the military tried to hold the line.
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Lyra's boots splashed through ...
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