Gog smiles as he sees the woman's state.
"I suspect we won't have to fight her at all." Gog puts down the visual equipment and pulls out a small mechanical device. He puts one end up to his mouth, and with a sudden blow of air, a small dart shoots toward the woman. Its contents would put her under seconds after contact.
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