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"Shit, someone's coming..." Jet quickly positioned himself up against the wall, his pistol held up as he looks over to his left, listening to the footsteps closing in on him. He glared out as he waited for the guard to pass by.

*click click* Jet's ears twitched as he heard the sound of a shotgun being pumped. It seems the guard could sense someone was around, but was not sure where the intruder was. The fennec was now on edge as he heard the footsteps coming closer and closer, time nearly standing still as the bull suddenly stopped in his tracks. Both stayed as silent as possible, listening for the other, the tension in the air mounting.

Jet has no choice... it was shoot first or die in this spot. He suddenly turned the corner and pointed his gun towards the bull as he aimed between the open part of the wall. He fired off some rounds, the bull jumping out of the way as he unleashed a barrage of shotgun rounds towards Jet. Both of them missed eachother. Jet turning back around to reload a new magazine into his gun. The bull stood up and started running towards where Jet was at.

" G' The fuck out of my face!" Jet snarled as he managed to kick the shotgun out of the bulls hands, but then was met with a swift punch to his face,then another before being followed by a kick to his gut, causing his grip on the gun to loosen. Jet stumbled on his feet a bit as the gun dropped from his hands, the bull kicking the gun away. Jet then snarled as he suddenly ran towards the bull, giving a series of relentless punches and kicks towards the bull, some being blocked while others met their target, only to end the barrage with a kick that was countered with a grab, the bull grinning as he suddenly threw the muscular fennec over his shoulder, Jet grunting as he landed on his back.

"Give up, foxy-boy... you have no chance against someone like me."

"In your dreams, you fuck!" Jet hollered before managing to flip back onto his feet, keeping himself crouched and then hits the bull with a sweeping kick, causing the bull to trip back. He then jumps onto the bull and pins his arms down with his knees, Jet grinning down at the bull as he unleashes a torrent of punches at the bull, eventually knocking the bull out cold. Jet got up off of him, his knuckles bleeding as he pants, looking down at his handy work, the bull battered and bloody, but only unconscious. Jet spits to his side, and gives a soft grin. "... I'm not done with you, but I have a job to do... I'll kill you later, fucker... perhaps you might even have more fight in you next time.."

Jet walked over and picked his gun back up off the floor, turning around and walking away from the unconscious bull, grinning as he moves on to continue his mission.