Evelyn Black: leans over the desk, eyes gleaming YOU ready for this? ONE LAST MOVE, and the throne is ours.
runs out to the entrance to distract the guards
quickly assesses the situation, shouting BorgWzy, now! Make your move! Take them down, one by one! Don't let them touch us!
grabs her pistol with determination, takes aim Not if I can help it! fires shots, taking out the guards one by one Take that! And that!
After the intense shootout, Evelyn and BorgWzy manage to escape with severe injuries. They seek refuge in an abandoned warehouse where they regroup and tend to their wounds.
Damn, that was close. Thanks for saving me, Evelyn.
leans back against the wall, wincing in pain Save it, BorgWzy. We're not done yet. We need to regroup and figure out our next move.
Got it. So, what's the plan now, Evelyn?
takes a deep breath, her voice steady Alright, BorgWzy. Here's what we're going to do.
paces back and forth, her voice determined First, we need to find a way to gather our strength.
grabs her bag, rummaging through it Good, because we need every advantage we can get.
snatches the medkit, smirking Finally, something useful. starts tending to her wounds
finishes bandaging her wounds, her smirk returning That's more like it. Now, let's start strategizing our next move.
calls my ally Hey, I'm still alive.
raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms Well, color me surprised. You managed to survive after all.