"Yeah but they won't be," [i]Karena mutters, going in the same direction that she saw them flee in. She socks one in the gut, then blows another's knee out with her foot. She soon crouches amid heaps of unconscious and or incapacitated bodies. [/i] "Maybe I could've done it closer to the office?" [i]she mutters to herself, carrying the bodies two by two to the office for identification and interrogation.[/i]