Of - Lawrence London, Halif Faruk, Roman Mercur... -

“Then don’t miss,” a cool, melodic voice interjected. stood by the window, watching the distant stars. He was the team’s specialist—agile, silent, and dangerously precise. His reputation preceded him; some said he was more machine than man, a whisper in the dark that ended wars before they began.

“And back,” London replied, slamming a fresh power cell into his rifle. OF - Lawrence London, Halif Faruk, Roman Mercur...

London straightened, his gaze sweeping over his team. “Faruk, get us in. Mercur, you’re the ghost—neutralize the internal sensors. I’ll handle the heavy lifting.” “Then don’t miss,” a cool, melodic voice interjected

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