Shadow felt the nudge and dropped into a low crouch, edging his way inside the room along the wall to position himself behind his target. These guards will believe anything, he thought as his eyes flicked from con-job to guard and back again. He hadn't gotten to known his fellow killers yet, too caught up in the lone wolf mindset of a Europa killer, so he wasn't sure just how they each got their hands dirty. Hopefully it wouldn't be anything too loud.

The con-job had started to make a sickly sounding gagging noise and Shadow knew this was the opportunity he was looking for. Hoping the noise would draw the guard's attention he launched himself at the bastard, the plasblade sliding easily into his hand. He aimed for the back of the neck hoping to sever the spinal cord.