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“Frag out,” he whispered.

He tossed the —a single, glowing red crystal the size of a fist. It spun lazily in the air. The golems turned. Their predictive algorithms screamed: Dodge left. No, right. No, it's a feint. flamefrags edit

“Eyes up, Frags,” crackled Viper, his spotter. “Three golems on your six. They’re packing adaptive shields.” “Frag out,” he whispered

Kael’s vision flickered. Warning: Synapse burnout imminent. it's a feint. “Eyes up

“Not scratching,” Kael said. He touched the flame to the grenade’s casing. It didn’t explode. It grew .