Thorne speed

His cheeks darkened as his anger rose. “Y-you don’t get to talk to me
like that! I made this happen! Now give me my damn money!” Wilder’s
hand slipped toward the paddle holster and the butt of the revolver.
But then she moved so fast that even with his new, high-acuity optic
implants, the woman was a blur of black material, pale skin and red hair –
and she suddenly had that silenced pistol in her hand pointed right at him.
“Hey, wait…” His tone became one of pleading. “Fine, forget the cash.
You keep it, Thorne.”

She shook her head slightly. “Don’t say my name.” The pistol jerked in
her grip, discharging a single caseless bullet with a chug of noise.

- Deus Ex: Black Light, Chapter 9 pg. 163