You set your bag on the floor and stood there watching the guy in the middle of the place get more unsure with every second you stared at him. There was no visible tripline in the doorframe. So the trap would have been set up somewhere else. The kitchen was too big for a burster but you could never be sure. This always was the most dangerous part of the show. Entering the infested room.
Slowly you searched your bag for something... there it was. A simple outdoorhandbrush. At least it looked so at first sight but you decided to let it deactivated and not set the brush under electricity. Just in case. You pulled out the handleteleskope and klicked into an 90 degree angle. You saw the man losing his fearlessness completly now that he knew he stood in front of a pro, not just a pretty giant chick. The second thing you got out was a long stick that you could enlarge also. Your trustworthy taserspear. Now it was your turn to smile at the tiny guy. It was a cute smile. A flirting smile that was even more dreadful to him. he looked up, not to you but to the doorframe. You just waited for that opportunity.
Now it had to go quick. Just to make sure. You jumped a step forward and still outside of the room you used it to brush along the doorframe above you with a screaming reward. One guy and a women fell to the floor. You heard their tiny bodies impact. It was possible that they died but often enough they survive. In any case they where no harm for you at this second. With a quick step into the room you made sure that the women never will be as she crunched beneath your shoe. The guy on the floor turned and tried to run but a steady kick smashed him into the counter. It definatly was a tank from the sound he made. And he was still alive. Closing the fridge first and using the brush again to sweep down the man on the counter. With a swift move your sole smashed his body completly and brought you into the position to strike the still dizzy tank with your spear at nearly the same moment. He twitched for his last time. With lots of force you slammed close the cupboard and opened it immediatly again. Stunned from the sound you brushed out the young girl to the counter. She was still alive but you held your brush right behind her in case she made any hasty moves. "More?", you asked with stern voice and look. All the cuteness fallen away within the five seconds you disabled their group. "Answer me", you commanded. The tiny women was still not completly aware of her surroundings and looked around confused and in shock. There was no help for her she knew that too good. And You also knew that now. In a fluid move you turned your brush and slammed it onto the tiny person killing her instantly in a minor mess. You turned around and looked for the guy on the frame. He tried to crawl away on his butt only using one arm. The rest seemed to be broke. Slowly you walked over to him and watched his agony for a second. Not because you where cruel. To you it was just like watching a wounded bug trying to crawl away. You could hear and understand his pleas but you had only one answer. "Tss" as you placed your on the ground and slowly lowered your sole onto him. You did it slowly enough to feel the resistance of his body and of every of his breaking bones until your weight settled and your heel left the ground for a slow twist.
Now it was time to take a breath and plan the assault of the fridge
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