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"It's Not That easy, Mr. Mortimer."

My hands were shaking from the injection. I still had plenty of energy left.

“It never will.” I responded.

“If only, Mr. Mortimer.” the Someone smiled grimly.

I reached into my coat, pulling out what looked like a sea urchin. This was one of my best explosive devices that I have invented thus far, and I was about to test it just then.

I whipped around and flew at the Someone, whipping by it while tossing my little present in the air behind me.

After I cleared away about two hundred yards from the tunnel, I watched the spines on the bomb eject from the ball and trap the Someone is a web of electrically charged, virtually indestructible wires.

Mr. Mortimer!!!!!” the Someone boomed, and his voice was consumed in an earth-shattering explosion.

“It’s not that easy, Mr. Mortimer.”

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