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The sun hung low, casting long shadows across the fractured ruins of Old Kaelthar. Jagged spires of ancient stone clawed at the crimson sky, their surfaces etched with glyphs that hummed faintly, remnants of a civilization erased by time. A gritty wind carried whispers of forgotten wars, rustling the tattered cloak of Veyra, a mercenary whose boots crunched over debris as she moved. Her gloved hand tightened around the hilt of her energy blade—its core pulsed azure, reacting to the proximity of the artifact buried somewhere in this graveyard of empires. She’d tracked the signal through irradiated wastes and rogue mech patrols, but the real threat wasn’t the environment. The Syndicate’s hunters were closing in, their drones buzzing like metallic wasps on the horizon. Veyra’s comm crackled, her contact’s voice frayed with static: “They’ve decrypted the coordinates. If you want that relic, move now.” She smirked, teeth gleaming in the dusk. Let them come. The artifact wasn’t just a paycheck; it was a key—one that could unravel the lies binding this sector. Her boots kicked up ashes as she sprinted toward the central obelisk, its apex glowing faintly. Every step echoed with the weight of dead worlds, but Veyra thrived in endings. After all, from ruins, new empires rose.

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