[color=2e3192] After the group of enemies were taken out, Emma led the squad to the thief. Unfortunately, Agent Allen was shot after impatiently running out into the hall prematurely. The three remaining agents were now in combat with the thief and his goons. Emma and Agent Trainor were providing cover for Agent Woods as he was taking on the thief at close range.[/color]

Everything went well for a good few minutes, they all had succeeded in discarding the enemy. They were on the move again, energized and hyped after the fight. Unfortunately, it didn't last until a bullet decided to lodged itself onto Agent Allen that everything started to head for the chaotic category. In front, followed by men in black suits, Jayden assumed she was the thief. He observed her as she quickly advanced towards their group. He frowned, her  size and demeanor didn't at all look inpressive. Hell, she held a weapon that was two times bigger than her. 

But he knew not to judge a book by it's cover. 

She barked a command, directing her followers with a point of her slend finger. Soon the men were on them, exchanging blows and shots with Jayden's colleagues. 

That left him to take care of her. 

She stood for a moment, locking eye contact with him. A sadistic gleam ran across her green eyes as she analysis her target. Namely him, great.

 
With stealth and speed, she charged. Jayden swiftly drew his hatchet and attempted to slash her but only to end up for her to agilily ducked his counter attack. She then decided to bring forth her machete and swing it towards his side. Jayden gasped in shock and skidded back in time before she could stab a vital organ.  

'Not bad.'

The thief was fast and sly like a cat. He'd give her that. He drew his arms in close, his legs spread apart and took stance. He didn't waited long before she gave an outrage battle cry and dove again, drawing her machete to slash his throat. Jayden leaned back and instead his throat, his weapon took the hit. Aggressively, he launched and kneeded her in the stomach, sending her a few steps back. No more than a gasp of air before she was back on her feet. He threw and swung his hatchet for her arms. She manage escape to his attack and he only manage to graze a small part of skin. His eye's narrowed as a manical grin and mad, gleeful eyes dawned the girl's features. A dreadful sigh left his lips, this fight will not go down so easily.

Soon both opponents fought savagely. Brutal cuts, gashes, and hits from fists were beginning to grow in numbers. 'Damn.' He hissed in irritation. As much he liked the fast pacing adrenaline and as well being unleashed was simply terrific and just [i]thrilling[/i]. But Jayden knew they needed the girl alive. (Though he disagree) Throughout, Jayden reluctantly forced himself to remain in control. However, can't be said the same thing for him, the woman has no intention of letting him live.
He wouldn't be surprised if she started dancing on top of his corpse. Because why not? 
'[i]Stubborn bitch[/i].' He thought before he saw an opening to her head. 'Ah.' Getting knock the fuck out is a good way to go. He steadied himself, and lunged. As he was about to embark his attack, a yell from Jones stopped him.
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