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Kael placed his palm against the base. A seam appeared. A retinal scanner, dead and dark, yawned at him. He pried open the panel beneath it, exposing a tangle of fiber-optic threads and a single, archaic USB-C port. The last interface.

He bit down on the inside of his cheek until he tasted copper. With a shard of broken ceramic from his pocket, he slit the pad of his thumb. Blood welled up, dark and real. He pressed his thumb to the exposed logic board, smearing the red across the cold silicon. e1m-00ww-fih-user 7.1.1 nmf26f 00ww-0-68r

Not with a roar, but with a sigh. Lights rippled up its length, soft and amber, like sap rising in a frozen tree. A deep, resonant tone echoed from its apex—a single clear note that cut through the silence of the dead city. Kael placed his palm against the base

The tower woke.

He whispered it.