She had snuck up on the guy, beaned him with a trash can lid, and watched him crumple from the blow. She didn't even get a chance to reassure the poor server as they booked it, not wanting to risk another problem. Ah well. Sphal shrugged and dragged the guy a bit further into the alley before setting to work. Best to leave the guy tired enough that she'd have a nice contribution to her quota and he wouldn't be able to actually hit her.
She remembered the last target who had woken up strong enough to land a blow on her. That had not only smarted, it had thrown off her careful plan on reaching quota that month.
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