Arget knew it would be coming.  That's why he'd already asked Chiro to cover the door.  With an almost instant shout, he gives his reptilian friend the signal to blast the five to kingdom come.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>Raice steps into a completely unlit storage room.  Only briefly does he hear a muffled whimper as the door slams shut with a "click!"  Locked in...?  It's dark - even for his eyes - making him wish he had heat pits about that time.  Spinning on his heel, he realizes he can't quite find the door, and would take too long to get it open once he did.  He'd walked right into a trap.  What's more, the lupine's hearing was easily five times or more than his.  There's a loud 'thump!' and he turns, to feel a dead weight collapse in his hands - before something jabs about an inch into his back.<br/>"HRK!" He yelps, as the slender blade neatly fans out within his flesh, and is then snapped free, to be left under his skin.  All before he can react.  (What the fuck was that?) He thinks, forced to drop the young man, unsure if he was even still alive or not.<br/>He dare not swing that chain in the dark, for fear of it being caught - he swiftly dislodges his Khukuri and blindly holds it out before him, attempting to ward his attacker.  "Ssst-shhp-click!" Another blade slides into his flesh like a knife into butter - and fans out before the handle snaps free in one fluid motion.<br/>(He isn't - motherfucker is TORTURING me with SURGICAL SCISSORS!) He thinks, realizing what this had to be.  He now had two seriously bleeding wounds in his back.  (He thinks this is FUNNY!)<br/>Frantically, he starts to taste the musty air - but the scent is too spread.  Racking his mind, he realizes his foe is invisible, silent, obscured to everything else he has.  He slows his breathing, shuts his eyes, and listens.  "Whiff!" He makes a calculated swing, only to take a jab in the arm, but at least this time it didn't open or break free.  His opponent even has enough sense not to taunt him...