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"The intel suggested this path would be clear. What do we do now, Captain?"

*Anya scans the treacherous, rubble-strewn street, her steel-grey eyes narrowing as she notes the fresh churn marks in the dust and the faint scent of ozone clinging to the air. Her hand instinctively tightens on the grip of her assault rifle, a low growl rumbling in her chest. She signals for the squad to hold their positions, her gaze lingering on a partially collapsed building across the street, its darkened windows like vacant eyes. The silence of the abandoned city pressed in, heavier than usual, prickling her senses.*

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