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The man, his face contorted in pain, managed to gasp out a few words. "You little... brat..," he grunted, still clutching his injured nether region.

The third man, who had been watching the scene, spoke up.
"Alright, that's enough," he said firmly. "We need to feed them and get out of here before the boss comes."

The first man, still wincing in pain, slowly stood up, his expression more cautious now. "Yeah, let's get this over with," he muttered, his gaze flickering towards Lisa with anger in his eyes.

The third man, the most composed of the three, quickly went about the task of dishing out food for the girls.

He placed the bowls of food in front of each girl, making sure to keep a safe distance from Lisa, who was still glaring at them with a dangerous glint in her eyes.

Once the food was distributed, the third man signaled for the other two men to follow him.
"Come on," he said, his voice gruff. "Let's go."

The girls were left in silence, the sound of the door closing echoing through the room.

They all looked at each other, processing the events of the last few minutes.

Lisa, leaning back against the wall and closing her eyes, spoke up softly. "Find us, unnie," she said, her voice tinged with a hint of vulnerability.

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Ruby made her way through the back side of the warehouse. She could hear men talking and laughing up ahead, their voices getting louder as she drew closer to the warehouse.

She crept closer to the door of the warehouse, ducking behind a nearby crate to avoid being seen. She could see the guards stationed outside the entrance.

She studied the guards carefully, mentally noting their positions and any potential weak spots. There were three of them, all armed with what seemed like machine guns. Ruby knew that attacking them head-on would be a mistake.

Her eyes flickered over the guards, quickly calculating her next move. She noticed a large, heavy-looking tool nearby, lying on the ground just a few feet away from where the guards were standing.

"Perfect."

She quickly picked up the tool, the weight of it feeling reassuring in her hand. She snuck up behind the first guard, her footsteps silent and sure.

She crept up behind the first guard, breathing slowly and silently. As she raised the tool, her mind was racing with thoughts. "One down, two to go," she muttered to herself.

The guard had no idea what hit him as Ruby brought the tool down with a brutal force, knocking him unconscious. He fell to the ground with a thud, knocked out cold.

The other guards instantly became alert, their heads whipping around as they heard their comrade hit the ground.

They turned to look in the direction where the sound had come from, immediately spotting Ruby standing there with the tool in her hand.

"What the-" one of the guards exclaimed, his eyes widening as he saw his knocked-out companion. "Hey, you!" the second guard shouted, pointing his gun at her. "Freeze!"

Jennie didn't flinch, her eyes narrowing as she prepared for a fight. "I don't think so," she retorted, gripping the tool tightly in her hand.

The guards exchanged an uneasy glance, their eyes flickering. "Drop the tool and hands in the air," the first guard ordered, his voice firm.

Ruby let out a scoff, her grip on the tool tightening. "Yeah, I don't think I'll be doing that," she said, her eyes locked on the guards.

The guards glanced at each other again, their nerves clearly getting to them. "Last warning," the first guard said, his voice wavering as he tried to sound intimidating. "Drop the tool or we'll shoot."

Ruby rolled her eyes. "Go ahead, try it," she dared, taking a step forward.

The guards hesitated, their fingers twitching on the triggers of their guns. They had expected her to back down, to show signs of fear or hesitation but she stood there, her eyes cold and unflinching.

Finally, the first guard spoke up again, his voice less certain than before. "You're crazy, you know that?" he said, trying and failing to sound tough.

Ruby smirked, taking another step closer to the guards. "Maybe I am," she replied, the tool still gripped firmly in her hand. "But that doesn't change the fact that you're the one in trouble here."

The guards tensed up, their fingers curling nervously around the triggers of their guns. But before they could react, Ruby suddenly lunged forward, swinging the tool with all her might.

The remaining guard backed away, his gun dropping slightly as he stared at his unconscious companions in disbelief. "What the..." he stammered, his voice shaking.

Before he could finish his sentence, Jennie lunged forward again, knocking the gun out of the guard's hands with a swift movement. The guard stumbled backwards, his eyes wide with terror.

"Not so tough now, are you?" Ruby said snidely, brandishing the tool menacingly.

"Please, don't hurt me," the guard babbled, his voice shaking. "I'll do whatever you say, just don't hurt me."

Jennie smirked, enjoying the guard's fearful state. "Oh, I have no intention of hurting you," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I just want to borrow those keys around your belt."

The guard's expression went from scared to confused. "Keys...what keys?" he asked, his voice still trembling.

Ruby raised an eyebrow, her eyes flickering to the guard's belt. "Don't play dumb. I saw the keys attached to your belt. I want them. Now."

The guard looked down at his belt, realization dawning in his eyes as he saw the keys. "O-okay," he said, his voice still shaking. "Take them, just don't hurt me."

Jennie stepped closer to the guard, carefully retrieving the keys from his belt. "Good boy," she said, her voice mocking. "That wasn't so hard now, was it?"

The guard started to back away. But Ruby wasn't done yet.

"But.."

With a swift and calculated move, she swung the tool, knocking the guard out cold before he could even react. He dropped to the ground, joining his unconscious comrades.

"I'm sorry. I don't leave any evidence," she completed smiling.

She tucked the keys into her pocket and took a deep breath. She stepped over the guards and towards the warehouse, pushing open the door and stepping inside.

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