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[color=662d91]“SHIT!”[/color] Kaya ran down the street, barely dodging the strange bimetallic chains of her opponent as they whipped up asphalt and crashed into the window behind her. They were like steel whips, one hit from them would leave her in serious danger. Another came smashing from right below her, swung in an awkward angle. She jumped just barely over in a roll. Grabbing her MP-5 from the duffel bag while still in a run she rolled up in a crouch. Without hesitation, she let out a burst of rapid fire, not aiming as much as trying to suppress the meta. The man retracted the chains into a orb around him and let them bounce off his new shield. Kaya quickly scooped up a flash grenade and clipped it to her belt along with her knife and her 9mm glock. 

The gangster didn’t waste much time between his defence and offence. A small gap opened in the shield to spot kayas position then he let the chains shoot back out, one by one, keeping his defence up while smashing against Kaya. Reflexively she raised her arm in the thai guard. The chain snapped across the metal with a clang, the guard all that saving her from a broken arm.

[color=662d91]“AGH! FUCK!”[/color]  Kaya dropped her gun and had to dive out the way from a chain intended to spear her chest. IT ended in a nasty spearlike tip. Only for a chain to wrap around her and lift her up.[color=662d91] “FUCKING STOP, OH HOLY SHIT.  NOOOOO”[/color] She was tossed through the air, across the street and trough the window of a small fish shop. Her fall was broken by wood, metal and a coolers worth of fish. She grunted and looked up only to see a lamp post get thrown her way. She dived out of the way once more. Not having time to appreciate that she now smelled of tuna and salmon.

[color=662d91]"WOHA WAY TO CLOSE. WHO THROWS A GODDAMN LAMP POST?!"[/color] She yelled as she took a few potshots at him with the remaining handgun, keeping him from advancing while she got her bearings back. Stepping out, still firing, she stepped in a shard of glass, the sole of her army boot apparently having torn in the fight.. “SHIT SHIT SHIT. OW OW OW”  She growled as she dove under cover of a dumper while pulling the bloody start out. 

[color=662d91]“FFfffffffffff. Now. Now you fucking die.”[/color] She unclipped her flashbang and tossed it up high in the air before bull rushing him. Taking the chains on her armguard while gritting her teeth, she stared down at ground as the flashbang went off. The man screamed as he was blinded, she threw her now empty gun away and let her powers flare. She kicked his shield hard enough for him to go flying, then was upon the dazed and confused Triad, smashing his chain shield to pieces with mystically charged fists of fire. As she got through she grabbed her knife and jammed it as deep as he could between his fifth and fourth rib. Sinking it deep into him as he gurgled and. She twisted and saw the light leave his eyes. Tearing it out she looked around. The other triads were still out. They would be left to leave message, and their lieutenant was dead. It would by this area some time. She shook her arms, they had numbed a bit from taking so many strikes. 

[color=662d91]“Allright. Time to see if the old crone is alive and kicking.”[/color]  She said as she began to stagger back home, making sure to grab her guns and sweep what she could away of her presence. No need to make it to easy on people to track her down.