Sentinel thrust his arm forward, his focus still on combat. A threat was rearing it's head. An incapacitated gaurd either feigned injury, or tacticaly bluffed. Regaurdless, it was time to act.<br/><br/>His outstretched hand was the aiming mechanism. his will was the ammunition, and his trainign the trigger. A bolt of kinetic energy shot forward from his hand. not the most graceful construct, but a fast and efficent combat manfestation.<br/><br/>The equivilant of a jackhammer driving a chopper hit the man in the chest. The sentinel would be surprised if he manage to live. enough child's play...he was going hot.<br/><br/>The other agents saw the soldier draw his laser pistol. EE was half frozen, something wa sgoing down. While she was getting her brief, he checked the hallway... out of merciful puigilist mode, and into combat mode.