[Doubling back was a mistake. Of course, so was letting the woman guide her into a practical cul de sac like this, but she was fast enough to catch Tenten. When she spots Catra, she shifts, blocking her way, and hurls another blade. Not at Catra, this time, but neatly into her communicator, sending a nasty squeal to anyone listening.
There's a pause as she clicks off the racket coming from inside her suit, and then she reaches into an inner pocket, coming out with a pair of small, egglike objects. Pins are pulled, then hurled at the ground in front of Catra.
One's a simple flashbang, to blind and disorient. The other starts spewing smoke, threatening to fill the corridor with a sharp, stinging odor. The woman, of course, seems to have no issue with this. After all, to her, mustard gas may as well be a fresh morning breeze.]
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There's a pause as she clicks off the racket coming from inside her suit, and then she reaches into an inner pocket, coming out with a pair of small, egglike objects. Pins are pulled, then hurled at the ground in front of Catra.
One's a simple flashbang, to blind and disorient. The other starts spewing smoke, threatening to fill the corridor with a sharp, stinging odor. The woman, of course, seems to have no issue with this. After all, to her, mustard gas may as well be a fresh morning breeze.]