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"Three grids are dark, Captain," Sarah replied, her fingers flying over a holographic console that flickered with low power. "The rebels didn't just sabotage the fuel lines; they froze the backup conduits. It’s a surgical strike. They aren't looking for a fight; they’re looking for a funeral."

"Status report," Thorne said, his breath hitching in the frigid air. [S7E8] Winter of Our Discontent

"You’re killing them, Marek," Thorne stated, hand hovering over his sidearm. "The children in Ward 7 won't make it to sunrise." "Three grids are dark, Captain," Sarah replied, her