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BRADDOCK'S HENCHMEN WERE IN FRONT OF YOU. theywerebig, bulky men towering over your smaller figure, but you weren't intimidated in the slightest. kicking their asses would be easy no matter what size you were.
"you're blocking the door." one said with a monotonous tone.
"am i?"
you flipped your hair seductively or that was what you thought it looked like.
"youbettermoveasideyoungladyorillgiveyouaproperscottishwelcome." the second threatened with a strong scottish accent that you couldn't decipher.
"oh, what could possibly be in here to make you boys be in such a rush?" you continued, striking a pose, placing both hands on the door frame. "don't you want to enjoy the party?"
unexpectedly, your right heel broke, making you lose balance. they pushed you away, taking this as an opportunity to enter the power room.
"nate, watch out!" you warned into your earpiece.
"what?" nate sounded alarmed. "context please."
you pulled the other man down before he could enter the power room with the scotsman.
he tried to get on his feet, but to no avail because of your ironclad grip on his ankle.
you were seen fighting publicly. the guests were frightened and their screams alerted the security.
he kicked you in the face with his free foot, knocking you backwards.
"what's happening?" sully asked with a mixture of concern and disappointment in his voice. "didn't i tell you two not to get caught at all costs?"
the man was about to close the door on you, but you were quick to regain yourself. you charged at the man, pushing him on the ground again.
"can't talk right now!"
you swiftly punched him several times, but it wasn't long until you switched places and you were the one being punched.
you kneed his crotch. the man winced in pain, grabbing it. "my turn." you kicked his face like he did to you, your unbroken heel hitting one of his eyes in the process.
"you're going to pay for this." he rasped.
you took advantage of his weak state. you flung him to the side, bashing his head on the wall, making him temporarily unconscious.
