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."

around Percival's neck, her alluring gaze warming him like the

pulled her into an embrace, burying his face

knew Percival

we haven't

time Felix kidnapped the students from Class Eighteen had

chill flashed in Percival's

not your fault." Vivienne gently patted his back, "This is the enemy's tactic. I've

And if anyone

with fear. This

each other tightly, their heartbeats slowly

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

the silence in the

as she

beneath the desk. It was

the supposedly defunct bomb activated a countdown, rapidly ticking down to single

were caught off guard, with

out!" Percival shoved her towards the

the door, "Percival, open up,

instant, she knew what he

shield the blast with his body, buying her time

door!" Vivienne kicked at

of the TCL lab were made of top-grade materials, impervious to brute

cradled the bomb in the far corner, using his

was to buy Vivienne

deep breath and kicked

Bang!

office, followed by a sound akin to a popping balloon. Vivienne's mighty kick had obliterated

the momentum, charging through the

"Mr. Wolf!"

dust, his shirt torn at the chest, his hair sticking up in

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