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Havoc

Pain sharpens everything.

Every sound.

Every movement.

Every breath.

They come in from the side.

Three of them.

Fast.

Trained.

“Left!” Wolf shouts.

I pivot.

Fire.

One drops.

The other two scatter.

Blaze moves in beside me.

“You should be sitting down,” he mutters.

“Yeah,” I reply.

“Not happening.”

Another shot.

Too close.

I duck.

Return fire.

This isn’t random.

This isn’t sloppy.

This is targeted.

They know exactly where we are.

Exactly what they want.

And that means—

“They’re trying to push inside!” Ace calls.

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