Mao managed to deflect one of the shackles away from himself with a swipe of a sword, but the other one ended up catching his wrist, pinning him to the wall. Muttering curses under his breath, Mao reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, flashing, button-like device and threw it at Yuuri's retreating form.
She may have slowed him down, but he could get out of this damn building easily enough. He'd just let the Specimen Abductors he'd fixed up grab her for him.
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She may have slowed him down, but he could get out of this damn building easily enough. He'd just let the Specimen Abductors he'd fixed up grab her for him.