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... hey loomed. Still. Watching. Just like the city.
Kiro crouched on a ledge of shattered concrete, the ruins of a collapsed processing tower behind him. The smell of fuel and blood mixed in the air. Below, nestled between industrial ruins and rows of mechanical garrisons, stood the Imperial supply outpost.
It pulsed with power. Heavy turrets rotated in timed intervals. Drones hovered. Patrols shifted in quadrants. Every movement was synchronized. Perfect. Efficient. Unforgiving. ...
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