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Mercedes OM 444 LA V12
The corrupted file on his desktop flickered and reformed into a single icon: a morphing device.
But his monitor didn’t show the usual title screen. Instead, a live video feed appeared—a shaky, helmet-cam view of a city street he didn’t recognize. Smoke billowed from a shattered bank. And there, in the center of the frame, stood a creature he knew all too well: a hulking, beetle-like Bruiser.
Leo took a breath. He leaned forward.