Will save:<br/>Roll 1: 15. failed<br/>Chronos bashes trough the door, strength 3:<br/>Roll 1: 18. door destroyed<br/><br/><br/>Jennifer dashes after the enemy and reaches her with the glowing red weapon. It's tip goes trough the flesh like it was immaterial, as usual. The two agents can observe first hand how the gang-girl shivers from the neural shock and instantly slumps unconcious. The heroine stands directly before those that were shadowing her, and does not know of their intentions. Chronos is at the moment punching at the basement door and summoning the very force of universe that makes things fall apart and be destroyed. Entropy unleashed, the grimy wooden door crumbles into aged splinters. Down in the basement are paper boxes, bottles of alcohol and a big plastic crate with a state-of-the-art electronic lock. The crate is definitely out of place, likely holding more than just bottles of hyper-cola. Everybody above noticed the basement door being obliterated after Chronos was all ready looking around down there.