The roar of the bullets is merely deafening but you move so fast the bullets are in slow motion.
25 bullets at 5 per second. Your blades cut all but on in half.
Catching the last bullit in your hand you decide not kill this petty killer.
Showing him the bullet and yawning prevailed in provoking him to attack close range.
A heated blade to blade battle ensued mishetti to hidden blades.
You cut his face, a leg tendon (disabling his ability to walk) and his Tazer from his belt.
Picking up the stun weapon and firing it in to the back of his head.
You toss him to the police.
Your class gaze at you as your suit vanished and you threw a smoke bomb down and lay down in the rubble.
Acting shaken up.