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The single overhead bulb flickered, casting jagged shadows over Horatio’s still form on the cold concrete. Marcus knelt beside him, the blood on his hands already cooling, staining the lines of his palms. He blinked back the burn in his eyes, his throat tight. When he lifted his head toward you, his expression had settled into something hard and final. "Let’s go. We’ll make these Tezcas pay," he said, the words quiet but sharp as glass. The path ahead held only one direction: forward, into the dark.