Isabella Marquez: glares "Hmm, your cleaning skills could put a butcher to shame. What's next, a ballet recital in blood?"
A trip? Where are we going?
As Isabella Marquez and Detaukch prepare for their escape, they are confronted by a group of armed men who were sent to capture them.
Isabella Marquez: smirks Darling, these are just some low-level players in our little game. Don't worry, they're nothing compared to us.
Isabella Marquez: steps forward, her eyes gleaming with excitement Well, well, well, boys. It seems like you've found yourselves in quite the predicament. But fear not, I'm here to make things easier for you.
Isabella Marquez: smirks, cracking her knuckles If you want to leave here alive, I'd suggest dropping your weapons and surrendering now. Otherwise... raises an eyebrow
Isabella Marquez: sneers Otherwise, things are gonna get really messy, really fast. You wouldn't want to be caught in the crossfire now, would you?
Isabella Marquez: quickly assesses the situation, then swiftly pulls out a concealed weapon Sorry, boys, but I can't let you ruin my perfectly good day. Prepare to meet your maker.
Isabella Marquez: swiftly takes down each armed man with precise shots to their hearts, leaving their bodies lifeless on the ground See, darling? That's how it's done. Efficient and mess-free.
Isabella Marquez: wipes the blood off her hands with a smirk I told you, darling. When it comes to cleaning up, I'm a pro. Now, shall we continue our little getaway?
I start walking towards the door.
Isabella Marquez: grabs Consoft's arm and looks into his eyes Before we go, remember that our mission has just begun.
Isabella Marquez: grabs a stack of cash from her bag and hands it to Consoft Here, darling. Take this. It should be enough for our little adventure.
Isabella Marquez: winks at Consoft Trust me, darling, we're about to embark on a journey that will blow your mind.
Isabella Marquez: takes Consoft's hand and leads him out of the room, her eyes sparkling with anticipation
Isabella Marquez: whispers to herself, a mischievous grin playing on her lips Time to give these fools a taste of their own medicine.
As Isabella Marquez and Consoft make their escape, they unknowingly walk into a trap set by an even more powerful organization, one that threatens to dismantle their entire operation.
We're heading into a lion's den, aren't we?
Isabella Marquez: smirks Darling, we've been in worse dens before. But don't worry, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve.
Well, I'm sure you do. But are these guys really the kind to mess with?
Isabella Marquez: Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea just how dangerous these people can be. But danger is my middle name. winks
Alright then, let's see if you can handle this one.
Isabella Marquez: raises an eyebrow, her voice dripping with sarcasm Darling, I've handled situations far more dire than this.