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“Mara cut him off. “Or it could be a rescue.”

Jax laughed softly. “Guardians, huh? Guess we finally get to be the heroes we always pretended to be.” The suit’s nanofibers began to seep into Mara’s skin, forming a seamless mesh that glimmered like liquid glass. She felt a surge of data—streams of medical diagnostics, environmental readings, the raw computational power of the dormant AI, all merging with her own neural patterns. Pain dissolved into a sensation of being expanded , of her consciousness stretching to fill the empty space that had always existed between flesh and circuit. ABW-146-JAVHD-TODAY-0923202102-30-59 Min

Her partner, a lanky former hacker named , leaned over the terminal, his fingers hovering above the keyboard. “If this is a trigger… we need to find the source. It could be a bomb, a virus, a weapon—” “Mara cut him off

Mara’s fingers danced across the keys, injecting a custom encryption routine— DivShield 4.0 —designed to bind the suit’s AI to the Division’s secure servers. The countdown hit . The suit’s blue glow flared, and the exoskeleton seemed to inhale, expanding like a living thing. Guess we finally get to be the heroes

Jax clapped a hand on her shoulder.

“Someone wants us to finish what we started,” Mara said, voice low. “Or they want us to finish it for them.”

She looked out over the snowy expanse, the sunrise beginning to bleed pink into the horizon, the world still asleep.