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“Is that Draven’s compound?” The air in the room felt as if it had been sucked out and my lungs ached for oxygen. Despite the grainy black and white images on the screen, it was clear that thick smoke bellowed high in the sky, polluting the air. Fires burned through buildings, and bodies were scattered as if someone had gone on a rampage. I could feel it in my soul. Ghost was responsible for whatever had happened there. “It’s one of many,” Z pursed his lips before crossing his arms. “We didn’t want to do it this way.” “And how is it that you wanted to do it?” Phantom pushed off the wall, coming to stand beside me. “Because I think we’ve waited too long to act, and it’s cost us more than we had to give.” He was speaking about Viper. The thought of her fills my chest with that all-
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