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Chapter 83: The Enemy’s Heart
Author: Temmyfrosh
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The tension in the room was palpable as Amara stood before the team, outlining her plan. The syndicate’s weapon was close to being fully operational, and time was running out. They couldn’t afford to wait any longer.

Amara pointed to the holographic map projected on the wall, her voice steady. “This is their main headquarters. The weapon is housed deep within this facility. If we strike now, we might stop them before they can deploy it.”

Draven leaned against the table, arms crossed. “You realize that’s suicide, right? Their HQ is heavily guarded. They’ll see us coming a mile away.”

“That’s why we need to move fast and hit hard,” Amara replied. “We split into two teams. One will breach the headquarters and disable the weapon. The other will target their communication hub to cut off their reinforcements.”

Leo, sitting with a bandaged arm, spoke up. “I’ll lead the assault team.”

Amara frowned. “Leo, you’re injured. You should stay back and—”

“No,” Leo interrupted, his voice firm. “I’m n
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