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When his eyes became accustomed to the darkness, Napoleon Solo knew for sure where they were: a gloomy room, bars... this was a Thrush cell and so to speak probably a very effective Uncle agents-trap. He stiffened in anticipation of the attack. The odds weren't in their favor.

"There's another door, here.” Illya Kuryakin had taken some steps forward standing with the light behind him, which caused his golden hair to sparkle with silvery glints. Pleasant sight, Napoleon thought before frowning at the incautious behavior. His partner was already heading towards the said door.

"It's open!” And he disappeared.

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