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Inside the pod, Drax’s mechanical arm extended, its claw-like grip delicately prying the magnetic cradle free. The V-5 Core hovered in mid‑air, a faint blue aura pulsing from its quantum lattice. Drax’s fingers brushed the surface, feeling the faint hum of raw computational power.
“Done!” Mamin breathed, pulling a small, insulated case from the holo‑table and placing the core inside. 5 Vargesh Per Mamin REPACK
“Five minutes until the transport arrives,” Vargesh repeated, glancing at his wrist cuff. The cuff’s faint pulse synced with the holo‑table’s countdown, each tick a reminder of the risk they were taking. Inside the pod, Drax’s mechanical arm extended, its
Selene melted back into the shadows, pulling a compact EMP device from her belt. “Cover me,” she hissed, and tossed the device onto the floor. It detonated with a soft, crackling pop, sending a wave of electromagnetic interference that temporarily disabled the guards’ visors and the maglev’s tracking sensors. “Done
Drax flexed his mechanical arm, the servos whirring quietly. “And I’ll make sure the Core’s casing stays intact. Once we have the V-5, we’ll need to get it to the repack rig and re‑encode it before anyone realizes it’s gone.”