She prepares to fight in the room

Alessandra moves to the side of the door, hugging the wall closely and readying to smash the face of anyone that enters with the crowbar.

“I can do this! There is only two of them”, she reassures herself, as the first goon, holding the flashlight and a baton enters.

She does not wait for him to scan the room with the light, but swings the crowbar immediately, connecting with his arm as the goon detected the incoming attack and raised it to protect himself.

Still, the flashlight flies of his hand, and lands, illuminating the doorway, as the goon back steps away from the avenging angel.

Alessandra quickly retreats from the light into the darkness to avoid becoming a target and prepares to strike again. To her surprise, the wounded goon does not shout in pain or warning, and nobody follows him in immediately.

A few heartbeats several red glow sticks are thrown in the room, giving it an eerie illumination.

“Great! So much for hiding!”, Alessandra matters, as the wounded goon at the other end of the room immediately spots her and rushes her.

She waits until he is close enough before swinging the crowbar, but her deflects it with his baton as he shoulder checks her. Rather than resist, she rolls on the floor away from him, just in time for a second, bigger goon to enter the room.

Alessandra barely manages to back away from big-goon's fists and manages to score a hit with the crowbar on his ribs. Other than a grunt of pain, big-goon shows no sign of slowing down.

She backs off, glancing from the two goons in the room, to the third that waits at the door with a taser. She is surprised to see that baton-goon's arm looks broken from her strike, and yet he doesn't seem bothered by it.

“What are you guys!?”, Alessandra questions, but gets no reply other than big-goon and baton-goon attacking her silently.

Alessandra manages to get a few hits in, but cannot commit herself in them since she constantly has to dodge out of the goons' attacks, causing only minor damage. She risks another glance at the door, and spies taser-goon still there, blocking it.

“Perhaps I can get past him somehow to escape?”, she wonders.