[B]Anna Brunhild[/B]

The Super High School Level Thief looked at Karyl, then at the door. Then up at the machine guns directed at the door. "Yeah... No," she said simply, "if I had the necessary tools and someone to be a meat shield for the hundreds of bullets that would be raining down on me, there's a rather low chance that I would fail. But unfortunately, the guys who set this up have a brain cell." The thief gave a shrug, "if you want me to give it a shot, you're taking the shots."