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The air crackled with a desperate energy. The board, enraged and bewildered by Aarav and Mira's defiance, was scrambling. Shouts echoed from the hallway, growing louder, closer. They had mere minutes, perhaps even seconds, before security would swarm the lab and render their valiant, desperate plan impossible.​"Mira, we're out of time!" Aarav's voice was a low, urgent growl, his eyes fixed on the lab's main entrance. He knew their faces. He knew their tactics. He also knew the subtle weaknesses in their corporate armor.​Mira, already a blur of motion at EVE's console, nodded, her fingers dancing across the holographic interface