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Magician sighed and turned in his direction, a rebuke no doubt fresh on her lips. At the last second, she spun, however, sweeping the back of her leg into his and sweeping him off his feet. Even as he fell, her hand tore a handgun out and shot twice – impacting a silvery blade that had been deadly close to his jugular.

"Shit," Vanguard growled, slamming into the concrete shoulder first and rolling up onto his feet. He fell in beside his partner, watching the assailant he'd neither heard nor sensed. The girl, for it was a young, short girl, watched them with amused eyes and an even more mischievous smirk. Her hair was twin shades of brown and pink, an unusual and distinctive style he knew he'd have recognised if he'd seen it before.

"She's fast," Magician hissed, her voice silent to the observer. "I almost didn't see her approach."