Jacen grimaced as the head flew off, repulsed by the ease with which it separated from the body. He walked into the next room and looked around, finding a few things together as if he was expected to find them. "I swear if this is some sort of game..." he muttered, but the rest was cutoff as he snatched up the key, three door bursting open with a faceless thing each. He let out a scream of anger as they advanced, dropping into a defensive crouch before lashing out at the first.<br/><br/>His foot connected with the wrist which had tried to grab him, more luck than anything, and he spun as the other two drew close. The turn took him closer to the first attacker and he grabbed him, completing the spin and tossing it towards the other two. As they crashed together he ducked behind a desk, having not been seen, which caused a moment of confusion for them. He popped up, gun in hand, and double tapped the first one in the head, sending it reeling to the ground. The other two charged, giving him no time to fire and he dropped, kicking the legs out from one and barely blocking a vicious kick from the third. He rolled, propelling himself upward and connecting with a roundhouse to the spine of the third, hearing a satisfying crack. The other grabbed his foot and he spun, somehow finding the kukri in his hand, and he hacked at the wrist, cleaving it off with a cry of fury. Not missing a beat he lunged forward, driving the knife into where a normal human's heart would be, and faltered back, quickly rising to see if it was over.