When something grabbed her, Malia was more than ready to fight this man with all of her strength, that was until he spoke to her in a voice she recognized. What the heck was Bloodshot doing there?! Well it seemed despite her best efforts he caught up to her before she had a chance to even get inside. Now only that...but he just saved her. Great, if this was a competition he would be winning, and frankly Malia saw it as a competition. 

She huffed when he sarcastically thanked her for ruining a surprise attack and had just parted her lips to respond when he left, not even giving her a chance to reply. Fine, he was at 42 points and she was at 37, but Malia planned on catching up. She watched him as he glided beside the cars, going seemingly unnoticed. PFT! She could do that! Malia was sure she could! Slowly, she begun to follow, doing her best to move in silence, and keeping out of sight. Well she thought she wasn't doing so badly, that was until someone called out, announcing she found her. Freezing, she stared wide eyed as two men quickly neared her with aimed guns. Great. 

Malia had whipped out her Katana and readied herself to try a move she had been practicing for months but hadn't needed to use yet, and that was deflecting a bullet with a sword. The key was not to slash it in half, which would only damage the sword, but to swing her sword up in such a way that actually coughed it and guide it down the blade and then away from her body. However she wasn't feeling too confident in her skill. It was only in an instant after she had been caught when she had taken her sword, and then bullets rang out, killing her two opponents just in time. The breath she held was quickly released a relief washed over her.

 Her dark blue eyes then flickered over to Bloodshot, who gestured for her. Quickly, she moved beside him, accepting the gun as it was handed to her. Sighing, Malia lightly shook her head.

" I am not good at this kind of stuff.." She admitted in a whisper.

" I am not a good aim either. I am used to physical fights, taking five people head on.. I can do that... Not all of this sneaking and shooting... " Then a thought entered her mind. Geez, what if this was actually too much for her? What if she ended up...being a burden? God, her stomach twisted up at that thought. No, she was strong, she knew it, but she needed the right situation, and this was not it. This would be good practice though.