Cyborg scaling 2

Away at the top end of the cargo wagon, where a connecting door led to
a crew car behind the locomotive leading the train, the noise sounded again
and Doe drew her sidearm.

“You want me to call it in?” said one of her colleagues. “Vande will be
pissed if we break comm protocol for nothing.”

“If it’s nothing,” said the woman, striding down the length of the long
car. She reached the door and slammed the heel of her hand on the panel
that would open it.

The metal door slid aside, and standing directly behind it was a shadow
with dark, light-absorbing skin. In its hand was a wide, diamond-shaped
push dagger that shot out and hit Doe in the throat and chest a half-dozen
times before she could cry out. Gushing blood, the agent stumbled forward,
her gun clattering away. Her killer grabbed her before she could fall,
spinning her around as another hand came up with a large-frame Steiner-
Bisley semi-automatic in it. The heavy pistol was doubled in length by a fat
sound suppressor on the end of the barrel.

Pulling Doe close as a human shield, her killer advanced into the cargo
wagon followed by two more featureless black-clad figures, each of them
like pieces of the night given form and will.

- Deus Ex: Black Light, Chapter 11 pgs. 201-202