The hooded figure walked into the alleyway, and almost immediately the waiting thugs surrounded them. The one directly in front of them skipped a few pages, choosing to pull a gun immediately.
The hooded figure pulled a sword out. This caused the others to hang back, but the thug in front laughed, then fired.
The hooded figure spun the sword. There was a clang, and one of the other thugs got hit by shrapnel.
The thugs ran.
The hooded figure's ally emerged from the shadows, amazed.
The hooded figure complained about their ally letting sheer dumb luck save their life.
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