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... no soldier had anticipated the army of the dead would be wiped out so quickly. A captured image of Arkana, taken by a stealth drone, was projected onto the central screen. The hoplites were monitoring the movement of the necromantic horde.

A beep drew Ishaka’s attention, and a researcher bowed before translating. “General Ishaka, the AI has just completed its assessment. The hatching of Priam Azura’s fire cocoon released energy equivalent to that of a small nuke and eliminated eighty-thr ...

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