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R3z whistled low. “Clean.”
Mako—Callsign Vortex_1337 —slid the katar blade from its forearm sheath. The edge wasn’t steel. It was a sliver of obsidian-edged code, a null-edge that cut not flesh, but the wetware link between a man and his augs. She didn’t need to kill them. Just unplug them from the swarm. 1337 vrex
Inside, twelve pairs of glowing pink eyes turned as one. R3z whistled low
