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In a flash, you've gone downstairs of the large apartment building and gotten into your disguise. Your two batons hidden away, now ready to be used. You run straight to the alleyway to stop the arsonists before the fire becomes too big to control.
“Oh shit! It's that guy!”
“You got a problem with us, bud? Get lost! We wanna see this piece of shit building burn to the ground. You ain't going to stop us.”
You spin your baton, inviting the first one forward. The first thug charges with a raised fist on unsteady feet, and you quickly dodge and hit him on the back of the neck with a downward strike, glancing your baton off the back of his skull in a smooth motion.
“Argh!”
The second comes in with a punch which you dodge, and respond with a shove against his face and nose with your baton, stunning him with the long hard implement. As you reels back, you spin your other baton quickly to gain force, smacking him once and then twice in the chest, opening up his face for a smack that causes him to fall down, stunned.
Easily dispatched, you turn to the last one. The smallest of the three punks, who doesn't seem eager to fight you.
