This bomb was nothing like the cutting-edge devices they'd encountered before.

This time, it was more intricate, more cunning, with an arrangement that was both deceptive and, upon closer inspection, almost childish.

Yes, that was the word-childish.

Atop the delicate balance lay a common spherical dog toy, the kind that shouldn't be nudged in the slightest. A mere touch could set the whole thing off.

But who the heck puts a dog toy on a bomb? Especially one that squeaks.

"Vivienne, what's the situation in there?" Percival could only peer through the crack in the door, unable to see the full picture.

Vivienne held a pair of scissors in her hands, the familiar sight of the wiring giving her a sense of déjà vu.

Percival, getting no response, called out again, "Vivienne?"

Vivienne shook the scissors, "All good."

She got down on her knees, scanning the rainbow of wires before snipping one decisively.

Tick!

The toy fell off the balance, rolling across the floor and ending up under the desk with a soft thunk.

"Come on in," Vivienne said, placing the scissors on the table.

The bomb wasn't inherently difficult; it just appeared dazzlingly complex. In reality, it was still the red wire.

Percival entered, realizing he was sweating bullets. He had defused a thirty-second countdown bomb in his heyday without breaking a sweat, but this had unnerved him.

It wasn't until he heard Vivienne's voice that he understood just how frightened he'd been.

"It's not a new type of bomb, just an ordinary one with a fancy setup. Looks tough, but it's just a smoke and mirrors act."

and subconsciously suppressing a smirk. She looped her arms around Percival's neck, her alluring

embrace, burying his face in her

Percival was

like we haven't

the students from Class Eighteen

flashed in

"This is the enemy's tactic. I've defused it, and this little trick

earth. And if anyone wanted to take her

with fear. This fear was instinctual, an innate

tightly, their heartbeats

Tick-tock... tick-tock...

the silence in

as she

dog toy beneath the desk. It was now

supposedly defunct bomb activated a countdown, rapidly

caught off guard, with

Percival shoved her towards the door and quickly locked the

door, "Percival,

she knew

the blast with

open the damn door!" Vivienne kicked at the

and lock of the TCL lab were made

the bomb in the far corner,

wanted was to buy Vivienne a few precious

a deep breath and kicked at

Bang!

sound akin to a popping balloon. Vivienne's mighty kick had obliterated the sturdy

floor from the momentum,

"Mr. Wolf!"

face was smeared with dust, his shirt torn at the

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