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By dawn, Sector 7 was silent again. The Insurgents had retreated into the gravity-wells, leaving behind nothing but scorched earth and broken glass. Kaelen stood among the ruins, his armor chipped and his spirit heavier than the gear he carried.

"Form a perimeter!" Elara shouted, her fingers flying over a holographic interface as she tried to reboot their shields. HC3-PK (Update2 ver. 5$ ).rar

Kaelen took cover behind a floating boulder. He saw them—the Insurgents. They moved with a fluidity that defied the harsh environment, clad in makeshift armor reinforced with salvaged Peacekeeper plating. One of them carried a heavy railgun, a weapon that should have been locked behind a $5 paywall of Republic security, yet there it was, humming with stolen power. The Turning Point By dawn, Sector 7 was silent again