Her distraction was in full effect. She walked out to the center of the complex. There were cameras everywhere, and it was her job to blind them long enough for the rest of the team to infiltrate the lower levels. She was in all black. It was only seconds before her glowing form took over, her temperature spiking and the glow brightening. Soon it
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The first team moved in, neutralizing several soldiers swiftly and efficiently. He held up his hand and then motioned for the second wave to follow about fifty feet back, letting the bruisers take on the armed men.
His jaw was set, his face grim as he narrowed his eyes and glanced down a corridor. The map hadn't shown where exactly the prisoners were being held, but the despair and desperation he felt led him to a large locked door.
"Magma. Burn it open." he ordered, glancing to his side.
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Smirking to herself, Allison moved back a step, letting the glow in her arm die out before angling her leg up, slamming her heel into the lock. There was a snapping noise, and the door swung away from her. Normally, she would've been cocky. This time, she was eager to keep moving, get all of the people the hell out of the building before the explosives being set in the basement were set. "We're good," she said quietly as she moved back to his side.
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"Manny," she said in a whisper, rooted to the spot. He wasn't her boyfriend right now. He was her superior, and he was point on the op. He'd been told to collect as much data about what was being done. Allison had assumed that meant hacking the computers, not the scientists.
She flinched violently at the gunshot, her feet moving without conscious thought. She was at Manuel's side and she tugged at his arm, looking up into his face. His eyes were glowing. She tugged harder at his arm, trying to draw his attention away.
"What are you doing?"
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