Mamin’s eyes narrowed. “The Core’s encrypted with a triple‑layer quantum lock. I’ll need to overlay a quantum‑phase bypass. It’ll take… a few seconds, maybe longer if they trigger an alert.”
“Got it,” Drax whispered, his voice a low rumble that resonated through his cybernetic implants. 5 Vargesh Per Mamin REPACK
Jarek slipped his boots off, rolling them onto the table with a soft thud. “The convoy’s on a loop, twenty‑four minutes from now. We’ll need to be in the undercroft before the first wave hits, or we’ll be caught in the crossfire.” Mamin’s eyes narrowed
Vargesh placed a steady hand on her shoulder. “We’ve got time. Just keep your head down.” It’ll take… a few seconds, maybe longer if
Jarek grinned, his boots kicking up a thin cloud of dust. “I know a place. There’s an old safe house near the river—no drones, no eyes.”
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.
Mamin connected the core to a portable quantum‑interface, her fingers moving with practiced precision. The core’s green glow intensified as she began the final encoding sequence. The other members stood guard, eyes scanning the shadows, ready for any threat.