Juliette tossed a handful of EMP grenades, each one detonating with a silent flash that sent the nearest drones spiraling to the ground, their circuits fried in an instant. The trio sprinted toward the exit, the core humming louder with each step—as if it sensed the urgency of its new purpose.
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The trio moved as one, their steps synchronized with the rhythm of the docks. Lexi led the way, her knowledge of the metal maze guiding them past rusted cranes and abandoned warehouses. Sindel’s fingers glided over the holo‑pad, decrypting security codes and feeding them to a small, inconspicuous drone that zipped ahead, scouting the path. Juliette tossed a handful of EMP grenades, each
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