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the bomb exploded. moonbyul was launched onto the gravel and pavement.

she skidded across the ground. searing pain was felt on her head.

"ugh.." moonbyul mumbled. she tried to blink away the blurriness. 

a figure strolled towards a fatigued moonbyul, who couldn't see clearly who it was.

they grabbed moonbyul by the neck, their nails digging into her flesh.

"sweetheart," they smirked, stroking her head. "you stand no chance. get out of here and don't interfere or you'll be blown to bits like your entire agency."

moonbyul choked as they released her from their grasp. she tried to steal a glance at the murderer. 

it was a woman.

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