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The air in the tunnel grew heavier with every passing second, as if the walls were conspiring to crash down on them. The sound of footsteps echoed louder, rhythmic and deliberate. Marcus tightened his grip on his weapon, his face determined and concentrated.

"Stay behind me," he ordered, his voice low but firm.

Lila's heart pounded so hard in her e

            
            

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