Tristan stared at the bomb. The only tool on his hands was his knife.
'Good bombs, advanced bombs, have safeguards against being disarmed without a proper key. But this thing is as far from a proper bomb as they go.'
Tristan tilted his head, studying the wiring, switching to and from heat vision to see better.
'Just cutting wires won't work here. In fact, cutting a wire might just make the entire thing short-circuit and explode immediately. Or it might short-circuit at any other moment because the air got wet and the welding inside is… I don't even want to guess.'
This left Tristan with one solution—the most straightforward one. He squinted, making out the details of the detonator box in the dark.
'But if there ARE any safeguards on this bomb, they will certainly activate when I do this. There's no chance of there being any safeguards, but if there ARE…'
