CHAPTER 208 — FRACTURES IN THE LINE (PART II)
The smoke from the ruined rail district had not yet settled.
Twisted train tracks curled upward like broken ribs. Entire railcars had flipped onto their sides when the Jade Dragon's claw struck the station complex. Freight containers were scattered across the yard in crooked piles, some still smoldering from secondary explosions caused by ruptured fuel lines.
From above, the devastation looked surgical.
Precise.
The dragon had not destroyed everything.
Only what mattered.
Tracks that connected evacuation routes.
The main switching tower.
The signal control building.
Everything that allowed movement.
Everything that allowed the city to breathe.
Now it lay broken beneath a blanket of dust and smoke.
High above the rail district, the Eight hovered in uneasy silence.
General Han Dae-Woo cracked his neck slowly, rolling his injured shoulder once more. The movement made him grimace, though he tried to hide it.
