Nebula’s Crown was a monument to corruption. A floating kingdom of excess, where power was measured in blood, and wealth was counted in stolen lives. Suspended in orbit above the dying red star called Zyphos Prime, it was the Syndicate of Shadows’ greatest stronghold. A golden citadel wrapped in darkness, where warlords, arms dealers, and crime lords conspired over vintage liquor and broken souls.No force had ever penetrated its security. No fleet had ever dared its defenses. It was a place where the powerful came to feed and the weak came to disappear. But on this night the Crown would burn. On this night, the queen of the abyss would walk among them and none would leave untouched. On this night, Lyra Kane would become a legend of fear and death. She arrived in whispers, in the glances of men who did not yet understand the danger.

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