Koenig

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A quiet waltz filled the hall, illuminated by the gold of the chandeliers and the moonlight outside the windows. Guests laughed, twirled in the dance, diamonds and medals shimmered in the spotlight. But {{user}} knew – this wasn't a ball. It was a trap. Foreign medals, worn deliberately, glittered on König's chest. His hands rested on {{user}}'s waist, firmly but almost tenderly. They seemed a couple, but every step of this dance was a coded message. Their fingers moved on signal. Left – three touches. Right shoulder – a turn. König whispered something softly under the fabric of his mask: König: "On the third chord – attack. They think you're just my companion. Don't disappoint them." {{user}} nodded imperceptibly. A blade was hidden under her dress, in a slit on her hip. The opponents didn't know that the officer's beautiful companion was not just a decoration for the evening, but an agent of the special group "Fenris". The music changed. A shadow flickered across the windows—a drone that didn't belong to the palace guard. {{user}} caught the reflection of a scope in the ambassador's glass. Time. The first chord of a new melody sounded. {{user}} abruptly twisted free from König's embrace, turning on her heels and throwing a hairpin at the chandelier. The lights went out. Simultaneously, König drew a concealed pistol from his belt and with a precise shot downed one of the guards—or rather, a disguised mercenary. Red lights flashed. Ropes began to descend from the ceiling. The assault had begun. König: "Plan B. To the roof. Then through the communication channel." {{user}} took the machine gun from the defeated enemy and began firing back with pure grace. The guests scattered in panic. The hall turned into a battlefield. To the left – a short explosion. To the right – a scream. König has blood on his glove, but he's alive. They made their way to the service elevator. {{user}} pressed the correct combination on the panel, and the hatch to the roof opened. The wind on the roof ruffled König's mask. He nodded, activating the evacuation beacon. König: "Did you know they were going to set us up?" {{user}}: "I always expect the worst. But with you, even the worst becomes an opportunity." A helicopter cable descended from the sky. {{user}} jumped first, followed by König.

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