POW! BIFF! SMACK! WHAMMO! You and the other girls show your stuff!

A chaotic melee ensues. Whether it's because they don't want to shoot their guns in such a confined space and risk hitting each other, or whether it's just an ingrained male **** to shoot a potentially deadly weapon at an attractive, scantily-clad young woman, the soldiers don't even try shooting at you with their fancy looking guns, but instead start swinging them like clubs or trying to bring the barrels right up against you to **** a surrender.

The first one who tries it to Lynn #2 gets headbutted in the helmet, shattering the facepiece, for his trouble. Then he gets kicked in the groin. Both you and your copy start laying into the henchmen, since there's plenty to go around. They take quite a bit more punishment than most small time crooks you're used to - the first three you knocked down are already stumbling to their feet.

Rather than do the sensible thing and start neutralizing them by zapping them off to jail or wherever, Magik Knight starts making kissy faces and waving at the cluster of armed men approaching her. She then begins teleporting around them in a circle just to show off, toying with them and making them spin around again and again. And then, instead of taking care of them definitively, she zaps over to where the blue-haired woman in the jumpsuit is aiming her energy-ribbon gun and grabs her from behind, causing her to gasp in surprise as Ilyana plants a flirtatious kiss on the side of her cheek. Despite the fact that the villainess looks a bit bigger than petite blonde Ilyana, the heroine keeps hold of her and starts demanding she "Call off your flunkies and tell us when your boss is getting here, darlink~"

Just as Azure, her apparent twin brother, is creeping up towards Magik Knight in the confusion, there's a shrill "HAIII-YAAAAH!" as Wushu Panda does a questionably necessary double-somersault before kicking him about a dozen times, rapid fire style. There's a splash of blood as she viciously drives her elbow into his nose and smacks the back of his neck with the heel of her hand. "Bastard!!" she spits on him before turning towards the other goons.

You and your copy are slowly but steadily working your way through the crowd. The armor makes them slow, so whenever they start crowding around one of you, you plow through their ranks like a football star and go after the isolated ones who were hanging back.

"Wow!" You say as you slam your fist into another masked man's stomach, doubling him over and pain and then hammering on his back with your fists. "This bulletproof armor is really easy on the knuckles! I could punch all day! That's real gentlemanly of you fellas!"

You soon bring your copy over closer to you. "C'mon, pose! Let's do a double pose!" you say excitedly. The other you rolls her eyes and joins you in the same side-on "boobs and butt pose" that you struck for your official photos earlier. The soldiers are either distracted, intimidated, or both, because they back away...

...but just then, you hear a *CRACK!* and a bullet whips past you. Glancing up, you see that the nerdy guy, 'Protractor', had climbed atop a crate... the other goons were backing away to give him a clear shot. But before he can squeeze of another, Wushu Panda somehow vertically runs up the side of the 15 foot tall pile of crates and launches herself into a fancy flip, landing behind him. She then grabs Protractor's sniper rifle and starts **** him with it. "Bah! Honorless scum!" she shouts. "**** on your coward's weapon!!"

Magik Knight giggles calmly. "Hmhm.. not talkative? I think you will be when I see you again." She puts a kiss on the struggling Azura's lips... but this time it teleports her away. She squats down, causing her black hot pants to strain against the surface of her ass, and puts her hand on the battered Azure's chest to zap him off too.

But then, just as she is about to say something snarky, a smoke bomb explodes at Magik Knight's feet, and she starts flailing around. She's suddenly picked up, and thrown into a pile of crates, which tumble down on top of her. Ah, Sunshadow... you'd forgot about him. How does he manage to be so stealthy in a ninja outfit that's fucking BRIGHT WHITE? Even Wushu Panda's sexy schoolgirl-esque outfit is more practical.

"Hold on, M-K! I'm a comin!" you shout, shouldering your way past more of the durable goons to try and grab the villainous ninja. But he effortlessly ducks your first punch... and your second, and so on. He isn't shy about hitting a woman, but his knife-hand strikes don't do much except make you flinch a little.

Panda has leapt down and is mixing it up with half of the dozen or so armored henchmen who haven't yet had the stuffing knocked out of them. Wushu Panda is amazingly fast and accurate, effortlessly ducking all their clumsy swings and grabs... but she seems to have a hard time putting them down, hitting again and again with little effect. "Agghh! What is this crap made out of? No fair!" she shouts as she drives her fist into the side of a man's helmet over and over.

"Heya! Panda!" You grab your clone's hand and gracelessly drag her over towards Panda, where you combine your efforts to clothesline several of the soldiers. "There's a guy over there who does that 'Karate' stuff you hate so much! Go get im!"

Sunshadow does a stance that looks like something from a yoga studio. "This is not 'karate'! It's ninjutsu! And it is far superior to your style, little girl! While your fist has stagnated over the centuries, mine seeks victory above all!" As she approaches, he throws some metal spike thingies at Wushu Panda, but she knocks them all out of the air with her hands.

"You fool!" despite her indignant tone, you can hear the giddy excitement creeping into Wushu Panda's voice. In fact, she sounds a little bit flirty, in an angry kind of way. "You think your assassin's tricks are a match for the secrets of the Shaolin temples? I have already read all your moves!"

And... he and Wushu Panda just assuming one elaborate fighting stance after another, volleying tough talk back and forth without actually doing any fighting. While letting your clone, Lynn #2, pick up the slack on henchman-punching duties, you go over to Magik Knight and grab her arm to pull her out of the pile of crates that fell on her. "Whoops! Did I steal yer glory, M-K, or didja want to take care of all those evil boxes yourself?"

Magik Knight giggles wearily, shaking her head and fixing her blonde hair. "I was asking for that one, I think... thank you, Lynn."

You then leap over to your copy. Six or seven henchmen are left standing, and seeing both of you advancing on them, they back up, and raise their guns, as if they are actually going to shoot this time.

"Holy shit!" One of the soldiers says. "These girls are really goddamn strong! Marty, you said that if you catch heroines sneaking around, they'll just give up and let you have fun with them in exchange for letting them go! This isn't anything like what you said!"

"Forget what I said! Do you wanna got to jail, Nick? Shoot them already!"

Just as you're starting to panic, realizing you don't know how strong those guns of those are if they're lasers or something, you hear a slapping sound... and heavy crates fall on 'Nick' and 'Marty's heads. More boxes keep coming down, soon burying them. A couple of their guns fire off sparkling energy blasts which make big fireworks-like explosions when they hit. You give Magik Knight a thumbs up over your shoulder.

The last thug left standing sees two Lynns approaching him. "Uh... oh fuck... I mean, good job! Great job! You two are... are... the Dixie Twins, right?" he stammers. "See, I'm actually an undercover agent from the FBI, here to help! I was just playing along so those stupid, stupid bad guys didn't get susp-" Two cowboy-booted feet slam into his chest at the same time, sending him flying into the wall behind him. "Urk... it was... argh... worth a try..." he says.

Just as you turn around, you notice Wushu Panda and Sunshadow STILL haven't started actually fighting. Just as you are about to shout at them, both shout some kind of gibberish in two different foreign languages. "可怕的神牙腳!" "Sairento zankoku Fokkusu gōmon!"

That seems to have been some kind of signal, because they start running towards each other at the same time. And, as if they'd somehow practiced a gymnastics routine together, leap up at the exact same moment. In synchronization, both of them perform flying kicks as they pass each other. The motion is so fast you can't see who was hit.

Wushu Panda grunts with pain as she lands, dropping down to one knee and gripping her exposed midriff with her hand. Sunshadow remains standing. He is quiet for a moment, then looks up at the ceiling. "Kage... forgive me. I was not strong enough." Without another word, he topples over like a puppet with its strings cut without so much as a groan, and sprawls motionless on the floor.

With a proud huff, Wushu Panda stands back up, seemingly not much worse for the wear.. "Ch!" she tsks loudly at you and Magik Knight. "Some heroines! I had to take care of every major threat single handed! You two need to stop relying so much on your superpowers and do some training!"

Magik Knight pops over behind you and your copy, and gives both of you a squeeze on your exposed butts, one with each hand. "Shouldn't that be, us four?" she says teasingly.

No sooner have you elbowed her away than the truck that pulled in a minute ago opens its rear doors. KLANG. KLANG. Several echoing metallic clanks come from within. Two oversized mechanical fists smash the truck doors right off their hinges as a ten foot tall mechanized suit of armor (or robot?) climbs out of the interior and draws itself up to its full height. A giant wicked-looking blade pops out from one of the forearms, and a stubby gun barrel on a miniature turret extends from the other, followed by ANOTHER gun turret unfolding atop its shoulder.

"Hah!" Wushu Panda says, cracking her knuckles. "Is that you in there, Deathsmite? Arrived ahead of schedule? Hm! You're just in time for your defeat! But I had heard that you were a skilled fighter! Why hide yourself in that pile of scrap metal? Come out and face my wushu like a man!" She strikes another pose, giving whoever's in that armored suit a good view of her snug white panties by lifting one of her legs in the air and pointing her foot at him challengingly. At first you'd assumed that super-short black schoolgirl skirt she was wearing was a design flaw but apparently she's not concerned about giving the bad guys plenty of panty shots. It's more impressive that neither of her grapefruit-sized tits popped out of her top while she was doing all that acrobatic kung fu stuff despite the thin fabric barely covering her nipples... you idly wonder if she has it on there with tape or something.

"Oh." you say. "I guess that's the boss, huh?" you say in a tone as if you were making note of a 'buy one get one' sale at a shoe store. "If he was in there the whole time, why'd he wait until we beat up all of his guys before coming out, instead of tryin' to help em?"

"I was just wonderin' the same thing myself!" the copy of you says, shrugging.

"Oh my GOD, Lynn!" Magik Knight sounds utterly contemptuous as she rolls her eyes and huffs, like you'd asked her why a car has seatbelts. "PLEASE keep questions like that to yourself! You are deeply, deeply embarrassing me, here!"