"Bell!" Angeline shouted as a thermal detonator rolled toward her. "Done!" Cierra yelled back.
The fight was a symphony of chaos. Angeline moved with a lethal grace, parrying high-velocity rounds and delivering concussive blows that sent guards flying. She was outnumbered ten to one, but she fought as if she held the entire world in her hands. Cierra_Bell_Angeline_Red_-_A_Perfect_Team_Addit...
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. Angeline moved with a lethal grace, parrying high-velocity
Cierra didn't look up from her wrist-mounted terminal. Her fingers moved in a blur, bypassing the first layer of the spire's thermal shielding. "Silence is what gets us home, Red. Try to remember that." Cierra didn't run inside; she reached out and
"You have two," Angeline said, her voice dropping its playful edge. She turned toward the hallway they had just exited. The red lights of the spire were flickering—a sign that the system had detected a heartbeat that shouldn't be there. Heavy footsteps echoed. The elite guard.
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?"
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.