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He dropped into the hangar. There it was: the White Dragon’s old sonic resonator, jury-rigged to a stolen satellite dish. Humming. Pulsing. And standing before it, General Suarez—eyes glowing a faint, sickly gold.

“Who is currently in a sensory deprivation tank trying not to see his dead father,” Harcourt said flatly. “You, however, have the same hands. The same muscle memory. You grew up in Auggie’s basement, same as him. You know the White Dragon’s manuals. You know how to rewire a sonic disruptor.” peacemakers brother dc comics

He turned off the TV. The phone rang. Unknown number. He dropped into the hangar

“I rebuild transmissions,” Kurtis said, sipping black coffee. “I don’t kill people.” General Suarez—eyes glowing a faint