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K handed Leo a pair of thick-rimmed black glasses. “We’re doing this old-school. No tech. Just eyes and a gut.”

The practice room smelled of rosin and silence. Leo knelt by the hole. He didn’t touch it. He just watched the way the dust motes avoided it, curling around the perimeter like water around a hot stone. Men In Black

The feedback loop hit the alien’s nervous system like a needle through an eardrum. The mantis convulsed, its legs folding, the amber field flickering just long enough for K to fire. The shot was clean. The alien collapsed. Elara dropped into Leo’s arms, gasping, alive. K handed Leo a pair of thick-rimmed black glasses