Sadly there is an interruption

Pulling Leila close, kissing her, your tongues slowly dancing around each other. You let your fingers slide over her dark skin, still glistening with sweat. She purrs and breaks the kiss smiling. “Still can’t get enough of me?”

You smile back at her giving her a playful wink. “How could I?”

You bend over her to kiss her again, when a loud crashing sound disrupts your afterglow. Turning you see the two bodyguards reacting quicker than you, jumping to their feet.

Trough the splintered door a tall, Asian elf with with tattoos of coiling serpents all over his body enters the booth. He raises a long barreled revolver and fires, once, twice. The first shot takes the human bodyguard in the chest. He stumbles backwards. His suit seem lightly armored, absorbing some of the impact, still there is blood. The second smashes through his head. You can feel wet splatters of blood hitting you.

Leila screams.

Shit this is so real so intense, you stare at the scene unable to act.

The Orc throws his body into the elf pinning him against the wall.

You don’t want to die!

You see an Asian looking human enter the booth, pulling a shotgun from under his black leather trench coat, leveling it at Leila.

You throw yourself over Leila.

Boom, the shotgun roars.

You feel a sharp pain as the bullets hit your side. You might have cracked a rib, but your armored skin saved your life.

Grabbing Leila you roll towards the thug as a second blast hits the floor, where you were a split second before.

Swinging your cybernetic arm in a chopping motion parallel to the floor your hand connects with the thugs shin. You hear a snapping sound and a scream, he falls down.

Pulling Leila up you head for the door. As you head out you can see the Elf, bleeding from a smashed nose, his gun lying on the floor, repeatedly stabbing the Orc with a short blade.

Once outside you look around hastily, trying to come up with a plan that keeps you both alive.

To your left with your back towards you guarding the stairs is a woman, who has her hand under her jacket most likely holding a gun.

You could jump down to the next level and hide in the bar area or you could try to loose your assailants on the dance floor or ….