Vysark
And suddenly things were exciting again! The sound of an explosion ripped its way through the sounds of the panicking Equalists below, forcing the Harlequin to divert his attention to its source. "New players?" He asked aloud, the lack of belief apparent as three people entered the room. Zero let the mechanisms on his belt retract the wires and daggers back to him as he stared at the three, wondering what part they might play. When the daggers reached his hands, the woman amongst their ranks made her little declaration, stating this place was triad territory. That could only mean that his targets, and possibly himself, were supposed to be exterminated by this unlucky group. He could always leave now, though. The Harlequin had killed enough of the Equalists to sate his contract for the day.. These three did not need to die here...
Zero cursed aloud behind the mask. One of the three, a man who had the look of a fire-bender, had seen him and was now staring daggers at him. The Equalists would never speak of his presence, if they survived, but these three would report him if left to live. Zero's hand tightened around the dagger in his left hand before he tossed it down to his side, puncturing a circuit box along the wall. As soon as the dagger penetrated the box, the lights went dead leaving only pitch black darkness for those within the factory.