Along the whole ride, Ambrosine prepped herself for the mission. She filled all the syringes she could with the paralytics and taped them into a compact handheld setup to inject easily. After that, she put on her sap gloves, then her knuckle dusters on each hand. She kept her handgun and rifle holstered and held at her hip, respectively. She had an idea to help incapacitate it, but she needed a better view of it before she could make a decision.

Once at the site and in the office, Ambrosine let out a soft sigh, closing her eyes for a moment. The thrill of being combat contrasted to the real danger of being taken out for a long period of time led her to try and level her feelings. Looking at her companions, she motioned to the door. "Merde, that sound is horrible. Anyone got eyes on the target?"