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."

She looped her arms around Percival's

into an embrace, burying his face in her neck, inhaling her

knew Percival

we haven't

kidnapped the students from Class Eighteen had been far more

flashed in Percival's eyes,

is the enemy's tactic. I've defused it, and this little trick wasn't going to

was the most intelligent woman on earth. And

when Vivienne was truly in danger, his belief wavered with fear. This fear was

each other tightly, their heartbeats

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

eerie ticking broke the silence

as

the spherical dog toy beneath the desk. It

bomb activated a countdown, rapidly

and Percival were caught off

towards the door and

door, "Percival, open up, OPEN

that instant, she knew what

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,

was to buy Vivienne

kicked at the door with all her

Bang!

by a sound akin to

from the momentum, charging through the haze towards

"Mr. Wolf!"

smeared with dust, his shirt torn at the chest,

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