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 gaze warming him like the first ray

his face in her neck, inhaling her reassuring

Percival

we haven't been through

from Class Eighteen

flashed in

fault." Vivienne gently patted his back, "This is the enemy's tactic. I've defused it, and this little trick wasn't going

woman on earth. And if anyone

truly in danger, his belief wavered with fear. This fear was instinctual, an innate dread of

tightly,

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

eerie ticking broke the silence in the

eyes narrowed as she located

crouched down, eyeing the spherical dog toy beneath the desk. It was now pressing on

activated a

and Percival were caught off

shoved her towards the door and quickly locked the office

pounded on the door, "Percival, open

instant, she knew what he

the blast with his body, buying her time

kicked at the lock

lock of the TCL lab were made

bomb in the far corner, using his body

to buy Vivienne a few

deep breath and kicked at the door

Bang!

of smoke enveloped the office, followed by a sound akin to

floor from the momentum,

"Mr. Wolf!"

torn at the chest, his hair sticking up in

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