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... me cinematic end, no noble last stand. Just a blur of noise, fire, and pain.
He remembered the flash—flames swallowing the alley. The taste of ash when he tried to shout a warning. The way the ground shifted under his boots as the Fold units swarmed through the breach.
He remembered the spear.
A blur of silver and raw muscle driving it forward. No flourish. No mercy. Just the efficient violence of war.
The impact hit like a hammer to the chest. His HUD screamed a ...
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