Nova was nearly to her room when she paused to turn around, shocked to see the man approaching the vans as if he had no care about what could happen. She nearly had a mind to hurry back down the stairs to call him back, risking herself for a chance to get him out of there. He wasn't who they were there for, after all.<br/><br/>But then the metal gleamed sharply as it appeared, the guns had no defense against thick razors that sliced them apart. Men screamed, others jumped away, and she stood there with a dumbfounded look etched onto her face. Who.. was this guy? Before she could process what she witnessed, her eyes darted over to see a team of three armored men running past as Logan fought back against the others. There were many in the vans, creating a large group that would have seen too much for one woman. They took their chances and left their fellow men behind to go after their target, who back stepped quickly and flew towards her door.<br/><br/>"Take this one down, get the girl!" A voice called out to separate groups, reloading his gun with violent ammunition. The paralyzing agent within the darts did nothing to Logan, so it was time to opt for live rounds to dig a hole or two into his torso.