X only stutters a little as she steps toward the standing guard.
"I think I'm lost. Do you know where -- "
When he's in range she takes him out.
A sharp hit to the solar plexus just as she hooks a foot around his knee makes it hard for him to cry out. A side foray into the art of pressure points means he's unconscious forty-five seconds later.
Finding the key and hauling his unconscious body through the door after her takes up the second minute.
The door is just closing behind her as the foot patrol starts passing by.
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X only stutters a little as she steps toward the standing guard.
"I think I'm lost. Do you know where -- "
When he's in range she takes him out.
A sharp hit to the solar plexus just as she hooks a foot around his knee makes it hard for him to cry out. A side foray into the art of pressure points means he's unconscious forty-five seconds later.
Finding the key and hauling his unconscious body through the door after her takes up the second minute.
The door is just closing behind her as the foot patrol starts passing by.