In the dim light of an isolated road, Zelle stood her ground, her pew-pew pulsing blue with energy. The air crackled as she fired, the plasma burst slicing through the night. Behind her, the engine of her getaway car thrummed, ready for a quick escape. The agents were closing in; she could see their shadows darting between the trees. This wasn’t how she imagined her evening in the golden gown would end, but they had come for her, and they underestimated her. The pew-pew’s recoil kicked back...
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