With Mika's expert knowledge guiding them and the bomb squad's exceptional technical skills executing his commands, the operation moved with breathtaking precision.
Step by step, wire by wire, component by component.
They worked their way through the intricate mechanisms, through the fusion of mana and technology that should have taken days to understand, let alone disarm.
It didn't take long to reach the final step.
But now—now everything came down to a single moment.
One final move. One collective breath held by everyone involved.
Success meant everything went perfectly. They would all walk away alive, the bombs neutralized, the city saved.
Failure meant they all died on the spot. Vaporized. Erased from existence in a flash of light and heat.
It was a game of probabilities, and the odds were terrifying.
