He doesn't even need to draw his blade for this. He cracks his knuckles and peers around the corner. The two technicians are still behind the desk, and there's no glass or anything between him and them.
But there's no reason to get right in their line of sight, either, just in case those visors are up to something.
The range of his sonido is limited, but with three bursts of it he clears the distance and gets behind them. Time to bash some heads.
Literally. He grabs them by whatever hair they have and bonks their heads together at the temples with brain-rattling force. And he'll be taking those visors. Yoink.
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He doesn't even need to draw his blade for this. He cracks his knuckles and peers around the corner. The two technicians are still behind the desk, and there's no glass or anything between him and them.
But there's no reason to get right in their line of sight, either, just in case those visors are up to something.
The range of his sonido is limited, but with three bursts of it he clears the distance and gets behind them. Time to bash some heads.
Literally. He grabs them by whatever hair they have and bonks their heads together at the temples with brain-rattling force. And he'll be taking those visors. Yoink.