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Inside, the air was cold and smelled of ozone. They moved through the shadows like twin ghosts. When a patrol of three droids rounded the corner, Angeline didn't wait for a plan. She became a blur of red light. Three strikes, three silent shutdowns. Before the droids could hit the floor, Cierra was there, catching the lead unit to prevent the clang of metal on tile.

"Where's the fun in silence?" Angeline grinned, stepping off the ledge.

The mission was simple in theory: infiltrate the Core-Tech spire and retrieve the encrypted drive containing the city’s water filtration codes. In practice, it was a suicide run. The spire was guarded by automated sentries and bio-metric locks that could sniff out an intruder from a mile away. Cierra_Bell_Angeline_Red_-_A_Perfect_Team_Addit...

Angeline checked the pulse-blade strapped to her thigh, her eyes reflecting the glowing red signs of the skyline. "Ready to make some noise, Bell?"

She didn't fall; she glided. Using a localized gravity-sink, Angeline descended toward a maintenance hatch three stories down. Cierra followed a second later, her descent controlled and silent, her eyes already scanning the internal schematics she had pulled from the cloud. Inside, the air was cold and smelled of ozone

The vault door hissed open. Cierra didn't run inside; she reached out and grabbed Angeline by the harness, pulling her back just as the detonator hissed. Cierra slammed a manual override on the vault door, sealing them inside a split second before the explosion rocked the hallway.

"Three minutes," Cierra said, her brow furrowed. "I need three minutes." She became a blur of red light

Cierra walked over and snatched it. "A bit messy, don't you think?"