"God Dammit," was all she could mutter as her words seemed to fall upon deaf ears. The mook wasn't scared in the least, and simply turned around to try to hit her. She saw it coming a mile away, however, and was able to easily duck it. And as more thugs tried to join their friend in taking her down, Faith groaned a bit.<br/><br/>This wasn't even her fight? How did she get involved? Even then, killing these idiots might do her more harm than good, especially if she was trying to keep a low profile. So while she did raise her gun to one of the men, she kept her aim low. If she could get him in the leg, cripple him for a moment, perhaps then they might realize the error of their ways? Besides, this way she could also better avoid any collateral damage due to friendly fire. So before they could get another swing at her, Faith squeezed the trigger. BANG! She only hoped she had hit her mark.