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Private Welcome back to the fire Pt.2

Queen Witch...Or...You know
Zori's grip was tight now. Her arms locked around Sommer's waist like chains draped in silk.

The crowd was frozen. The sky had turned blood-red. The waves beyond the yacht crashed upward — unnaturally high, like gravity was breaking.

"You don't want to go back," Zori hissed in her ear. "You go back and the world eats you alive again. You go back and he never says it again."
 
(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
Sommer took one last look at her and whispered:


"You made me feel seen.
But I'd rather feel
free."

Then—


The light hit.

The neuro-spike fired. A high-pitched shriek tore through the chamber as the light surged from the coil into the medical rig where Sommer lay. Her body arched, her mouth tearing the tape free with a strangled cry.

Then—

She gasped.

Sat upright.

Eyes wide.

Alive.
 
The blast door groaned open like a dying beast.

Kael raised his blaster first, backing through the threshold with Sommer under one arm. Arq limped behind, covering the rear, bruised but high on adrenaline. Sirens split the air, red lights strobed, the floor trembled beneath boots and broken systems.
 
Queen Witch...Or...You know
But just beyond the hangar archway—

She waited.

Standing still.

Perfect.

Undamaged.

The crimson saber was gone — hidden again beneath her obsidian robes — but her eyes were the same. Burning, disappointed, hungry.

"You never learn," she said softly. Not angry. Almost… tired.
"You pull your cousin from the depths, Kael. You drag her back to a life that eats her alive. You carry her out like a prize. But none of you ever really learn."
She tilted her head. "This galaxy doesn't love you. I did."
 
But the hangar's rear skylight exploded downward in a shower of reinforced transparisteel.

And from the smoke and flame…

C.E.R.A. descended.

Polished chrome. Angular armor. Blue-glow eyes gleaming. The cybernetic reconnaissance unit fired twin bursts from its forearm cannons—

THOOM-THOOM!
 
Queen Witch...Or...You know
Zori's shoulder jerked violently as two energy bolts slammed into her from behind, catching her entirely off guard. She staggered forward, robe smoking, eyes blazing in fury.

"You kriffing—!" she roared, spinning.
 
But C.E.R.A. was already landing between her and the trio, stance locked, targeting systems active. Its synthesized voice echoed with iron resolve:

"Target Zori Galea. Status: Obstruction to Asset Extraction."
"Mission Priority: Protect Sommer Dai. Initiate Route Omega."
 

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