The security tower loomed above the city like a steel monolith, lights slicing through the fog. $XO clung to its outer frame, suspended hundreds of feet in the air, fingers gripping cold metal while the wind screamed past.
Inside, alarms were silent.
For now.
XO triggered a pulse on the wrist band—click—and the window locks disengaged with a soft mechanical sigh. He slipped inside, landing soundlessly on polished tile. The air smelled of ozone and gun oil.
Then came the tremor.
Footsteps. Heavy. Multiplying.
They knew someone was here.
Good.
XO vanished behind a support pillar just as a squad of armored guards stormed the hall. Their visors scanned the darkness. Their leader barked orders.
A whisper. A flicker.
XO struck.
He dropped from the ceiling, sweeping a guard’s legs with a brutal precision, catching the rifle mid-fall, flipping it, and firing a silent stun round into the next soldier’s chest. The hallway erupted into chaos—shouts, flashes, sparks skittering across the floor.
But $XO moved like a shadow sharpened into a blade.
Two more down.
One disarmed and pinned.
Another dragged into the dark with a muffled gasp.
Within seconds, only one guard remained, trembling, weapon shaking as he aimed.
“Don’t come closer,” he stuttered.
XO stepped forward anyway, calm, controlled, unstoppable.
“You secured the tower,” XO said softly, “but you forgot the roof.”
A small detonator blinked in XO’s palm
A shockwave rippled through the building as the upper grid collapsed, lights exploding into darkness. The whole tower plunged into silence
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