"Haaah… and what if I don't feel like talking?" one of the stalkers hissed, eyes burning with defiance.
Ren exhaled like a man just handed extra work on his day off. "Well then… this won't be easy," he said quietly, but with weight behind his words. His tone shifted, and with a subtle nod of his chin, he signaled Nea.
From behind the bushes, Nea stepped out holding a compact stun baton—one of Ren's custom mods. She moved quickly to the opposite side and dragged someone forward: a third stalker, already incapacitated. Nea had taken him down silently while the other two were distracted.
"What!?" one of them shouted, shocked to see their companion taken hostage.
"Where was your attention, buddy?" Ren grinned and lunged forward without warning. With a sharp burst from his propulsion shoes, his body launched, and a sweeping kick aimed for the man on the right.
