Opal soon found the basement's door. It wasn't as big as the one she used. There was only one big room with shelves carrying some old wine barrels and other alcoholic beverages.
A tap of her foot revealed that her enemies were hidden behind those shelves with their guns aiming at the door. She quickly used her knife to cut the lock.
Five men armed with assault rifles faced one fragile woman carrying some knives, the result seemed obvious. Unless you knew the woman's identity. Actually, the outcome would still be obvious, just different.
This time Opal still didn't use the bracelets on her ankles, but she was willing to throw her knives.
First knife!
