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Zhenya knows he has to be careful, that he has to use all his cat-like skills not to let out even the quietest of breaths and to make his steps soft and silent.
He knows the exact time the guards won't be at the positions, busy with their check-up of the area, and he smiles when he sees that his timing is absolutely perfect. He crouches by the door, taking out his decoder and laser knife, taking care of the lock and entering the vault.
Interplanetary Starship Union wasn't ready for that surprise, and he's going to take it all.