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Zzt! Zzt!
CRACK! CRACK!
Zzzt! Zzzt! Zzzzzzzt!
A bullet breezed past Michiko’s ear like a shrieking firework. She ducked, but Florian held her tight, firing his own handcoil, grinning madly.
CRACK!
Zzzt!
CRACK! CRACK!
The air thickened with smoke and heat as Florian’s men unloaded their handcoils at the airlock door.
Then they emptied their rounds and reloaded.
The dust cleared.
Florian laughed.
CLANG! CLANG!
Three circular drone bots with saw attachments crashed to the ground, riddled with coil needles.
They sparked and exploded.
There was no one in the newly cut doorway.
Michiko gasped.
The dust settled.
Guns clicked across the room.
Florian harrumphed.
Then—
Two shadows burst into the room, firing.
Florian pulled Michiko back and cursed.
Zzzt! Zzzt!
“Kill them!
