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“Now you understand,” the voice sang. “You can shoot me and bring back a broken code. Or you can help me broadcast this through the mhkr tower to every screen in the city.”

“How long until the broadcast finishes?” tnzyl-voloco-mhkr

And above them, the mhkr tower began to sing. “Now you understand,” the voice sang

“You shattered a bank vault,” Kaelen replied. “Now you understand

Kaelen found the host—a thin, trembling woman with silver duct tape wrapped around her throat. She sat at the base of the mhkr tower, humming a broken chord.

“I opened a door,” Voloco sang through her. The tape on her throat began to peel, lifted by a subsonic vibration. “The mhkr tower amplifies truth. Want to hear what Tnzyl is really manufacturing?”