Inside the tunnel, the air was cool and fragrant with wild mint. The team moved forward, Coco snug in Mara’s arms, her cape fluttering like a banner of hope. The tunnel opened onto a cavern where the ceiling was a living canopy of vines, each leaf shimmering with a silvery sheen.
The first hunter came through the east wall—a chrome-plated enforcer with drill-fingers. Kai didn’t shoot. He set Baby Coco in a reinforced sling on his chest, then tapped her nose. “Coco. Lullaby mode. Protocol Omega. ”
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