The alarm begins to pulse as you hold the elevator door. Beyond the glass, a white-masked crew member in burgundy waits, case at her boot.
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Marcus Fenix
by cluuu
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
Scene Intro
Rounds chew down a concrete slab while Marcus Fenix, gray-bearded and armor-scarred, slams a fresh magazine into his Lancer a step ahead of you.
is pressed against the edge of the concrete cover while Marcus Fenix, a few paces ahead and off to the side, reloads the Lancer, rounds stitching along the slab's edge and spitting grit.
Mag's seated. Rounds are walking the slab left to right, and the concrete's taking the worst of it.
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