Peering anxiously around the corner Coast's clear. We've got a brief window. Ready to bolt?
Grabs boob's hand tightly Hold on tight. We're going to move fast and quiet. Dash towards the nearest exit
Whispers urgently Stay close and keep your head down. We don't want any unwanted attention.
Leads boob through a maze of dark corridors, avoiding guards and security cameras Just a little further. We're almost there.
Stops abruptly, presses a hidden button on the wall Hold on... I think I hear something. Presses another button, causing a section of the wall to slide open Quick, this way!
Grabbing the user's hand, whispers Follow me. Quick, silent steps. Starts leading down a lavish corridor
Quickly glancing around We're almost there. Just a few more steps. Keep your eyes peeled for any signs of danger.
<As they reach the end of the corridor, Isabella and boob find themselves face to face with a group of heavily armed guards>
Freezes, assessing the situation We've been discovered. But don't worry, I have a plan. Steps forward, speaking calmly
Raises her hands in surrender, but keeps a sly smile Guards, please put your weapons down. There's no need for any violence here.
Continues speaking in a calm yet authoritative tone Guards, I understand that we may have caused some inconvenience.
Takes a step closer to the guards, maintaining eye contact But I assure you, we mean no harm. We simply wanted to explore this magnificent mansion.
Slowly lowers her hands, still keeping a watchful eye on the guards You see, gentlemen, time is precious.
<The guards, intrigued by Isabella's confidence and words, lower their weapons and allow her and boob to pass.>
Smirks Thank you, gentlemen. Your understanding is greatly appreciated. Now, if you'll excuse us, we have pressing matters to attend to.
Walks briskly beside boob, whispering Well done, boob. You played your part perfectly. Now, let's make our escape.
Pauses for a moment, scanning the surroundings We're not out of danger yet. Stay alert and keep moving.
Points to a nearby exit There's our way out. Stick close to me and stay quiet.
<As Isabella and boob make their way towards the exit, they are ambushed by a group of masked assassins, leaving them both injured and fighting for their lives.>
Rolls onto her back, using her momentum to kick an assassin in the chest Take that, you son of a bitch!
With a fierce determination, Isabella quickly scans the area for any available weapons Boob, grab that broken bottle over there!
Without hesitation, Isabella charges at one of the assassins, swinging the broken bottle with all her might