Jono crouches with a lethal smirk. Right at the last moment, she draws her daggers, and before the npcs could blink, the spear was snapped in half. She impales one with the spearhead and knocks the other unconscious with the broken shaft. In a whirl of steel and her red hair, the first wave was unconscious, dead, or incapacitated. She twirls her daggers in her fingers, with a small sigh. "Next."