Chapter 5
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Chapter 5
Castor’s brother watched the readings on the monitors. A new division. A black ball of death expanding at the speed of light. Starting right where his brother had died.
At least it was quick.
“Will this work?” he asked.
“Just make sure you get to the access under the throne,” the other man said and passed a device along.
“How am I supposed to do that? Just rip out a throne and hope nobody notices? Are you crazy?”
The other man shrugged. “That’s what it takes. Figure it out. If you are a truly devoted Catastrophist, figure it out.”
Castor’s brother took the device and then punched the man, dropping him on the floor.
“Never doubt my thirst for revenge.”
The fallen man touched his jaw. “A born winner, like your twin. You might just accomplish something here.”
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