Just then, there's the sound of feet scuffling across the floor as a CONDOR emergency team unveils itself, flooding in and forming a row of pointed guns, bullets chambered. They seem pretty surprised - this is not at all what they were expecting - but from their expressions they are prepared for a fight and mean business.
"We've got you surrounded," one woman barks. "Put the troll down and put your hands up."
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"We've got you surrounded," one woman barks. "Put the troll down and put your hands up."