Bulco looked back and stared with surprise at the small crater the ray had punched into the brick wall. He turned back to the woman and chuckled. “Looks like you got some alien loot, but it won’t save you.” He whistled sharply and the projectors turned off. With the blinding light out of the way, Nori could clearly see more men standing on a second-floor railing above her. They were all aiming guns at her.

“Now why don't you hand me that shiny laser gun and that weird-looking outfit you’re wearing, and tell me how to get into the ship?” Bulco drew out a huge revolver from his side and pointed it straight at Nori’s head. The muzzle looked big enough to shoot apples. The large man grinned at her toothily. “If you don’t cause any more trouble, I might even consider letting you off with a warning.”

Nori narrowed her eyes as she considered her options. She seriously doubted she could heal from a head wound from the black man’s hand cannon, level three or not. She lowered her gun.

“Alright, you won,” she said casually and flipped over the Disruptor in her hand. “Here you go.”

Bulco narrowed his eyes. “Don’t try anything stupid,” he cautioned her and approached, never taking his eyes from hers.

Despite his cautious approach, he was not prepared for what happened next. As soon as his outstretched hand touched the Disruptor, Nori exploded into action. She grabbed the large arm with both her hands and jumped, wrapping both her legs around his shoulder. The man gave out a surprised yelp and dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes. Nori sat on his back, putting a knee into his spine and pinning him in place. She twisted his arm backward and forced his face into the ground.

“So this is how it’s going to work,” she said quietly. “You’ll order your men to drop their weapons and get out of the building. Then I get into the Hummer and drive away. If you’re a good boy, I might consider not breaking your arm - let you go with only a warning - how about that?”

The man grunted. “You’re one tough kid, you know that?”

Nori fastened her grip on his wrist, the exoskeleton hummed as it augmented her strength. “You have to be in this world. Now, are you gonna play nice, or what?”

Bulco chuckled. “Wrong move, kid. A little free advice: when you threaten to break someone’s arm off, you better make sure you have the means to back it up.” And with his free hand, he pushed himself off the floor.