Kennedy might’ve been taken by surprise, but he was quick to turn the tables as the stranger spun around and jabbed at him with a knife. He twisted his body, hissing as the blade sliced through the air inches from his face, cutting the strap of his weapon. He let it go, the rifle falling to the ground freeing up his hands to grapple with the cloaked figure. They struggled for the knife, but Kennedy successfully disarmed him and threw him over his hip to the ground.
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