[Clove punches in her simulation and steps inside the room.
The location itself is a forest glade. Lots of shadows, lots of natural movement. Her opponent? A lone cultist at first, as programmed into the machine, with increasing numbers.
The knives come out, her jacket removed to reveal the vest of them, and a carving knife pulled from her boot when close combat was required. There's no real grace in the movements, no, just sharp ferocity.]
action:
The location itself is a forest glade. Lots of shadows, lots of natural movement. Her opponent? A lone cultist at first, as programmed into the machine, with increasing numbers.
The knives come out, her jacket removed to reveal the vest of them, and a carving knife pulled from her boot when close combat was required. There's no real grace in the movements, no, just sharp ferocity.]