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Aya was pleased the plan worked, nodding to herself. She struggled to keep her footing as the massive armored hero started stomping and slamming, shaking the ground with his sheer power. Then a massive explosion courtesy of Midnight sent the hero flying, giving her a chance to stand properly. Then the mercs fired out some smoke grenades signaling it was time to get the hell out of there.

Taking the opportunity Aya bolted towards the rendezvous location, praying she'd be able to make it to the subway without getting caught. But it seemed that the smoke had provided a good enough distraction for her to successfully escape.