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"Isn't this too dangerous, Rory? It feels like we're right in its path!"

*A low, guttural roar rips through the air, shaking the reinforced chassis of the TWISTEX armored vehicle as if it were a tin can. Debris, large chunks of wood and twisted metal, whip past the specialized windows with sickening speed, illuminated by intermittent flashes of green lightning. Dr. Vance, strapped tightly into her seat, doesn't even flinch. Her intense blue eyes are glued to the Doppler radar on her tablet, a complex mosaic of reds and purples indicating the storm's core. She adjusts the comms headset, a thin bead of sweat tracing a path down her dust-smeared temple.*

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