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Double update! Happy New Year! ❤️
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When Sergeant Rills and Nathaniel reached the corridor, they passed by Shina's team, who sat in a line near her door.
Their faces wore expressions of guarded caution, but at a nod from Sergeant, they made no move to stop Nathaniel.
Nathaniel staggered a little as he walked into the room. With great effort, he made his way to Shina's bedside and lowered himself onto the edge of the bed, "Her vital organs are still functioning correctly."
The person on the bed pretended to be dead, unresponsive.
Nathaniel's fingers closed around her wrist, channeling his energy through her veins, "How is your chip signaling your death and wrong location? Explain yourself."
Shina kept her eyes behind her mask closed, "After I figure out why the Ethers appear to be so conveniently prepared for all this, then maybe I'll entertain your questions," she finally responded.
