Aurora paced the ground. There were groups, little bundles of weapons. It was obvious their intent, and what they were determined to protect. They almost made it to easy to figure out where the shipment was. 
She thought back to some of the offensive skill movies she'd watched and braced herself. 

"Hey! Hey! I hear something!" Someone called out as she neared their patch of protection. She stalled a moment. "Go check it out, go!" 
Slowly but surely, a head peeped around the corner. Aurora clasped her hands on the side of their face. As they went to speak, she kicked her knee into their mouth. It was forceful enough to shut them up and maybe break a few teeth. Their gun fired off as a reaction for their mouth being silenced, and she kicked him one more time, right along his nose, up into his brain. He fell, dead, and the others began charging up to defend him. 
"Bad idea, bad idea," she shook her head. They shot at her, and she crouched down to the ground. Her knee was bleeding from the tear of his teeth, but she hardly seemed to notice. 
She moved from shadow to shadow, using street dimness and pitch, tricking them into shooting in other directions. In minutes she was past them, and they were left shooting into the dark. 

Eventually she reached a close range of the product, people were pacing. She could spot it, not too far. Someone was staring intently, inspecting it seemed. When she got close enough, Aurora stopped and cleared her throat.
"I'm here to warn you. Warn you about what you're looking at." 
She was directing her words to the man who seemed to be in charge, the one who was going over the shipment in front of him. Aurora twirled her hair in her hands, her self awareness hardly present. 
"If you shoot me, you'll never get it. So don't try anything. Clear?" Maybe she didn't sound serious enough, but she was. She'd kill everyone in here if she had to. She just needed to get something across, and if no one wanted to listen, that was now their problem.