"Not firearms," Cindy replied as she limped slightly towards the fallen soldier, yanking his head off with one hand and ripping off the one good arm he had left with the other.
"We can do this the easy way or the hard way," she told the head. "What will it be?"
Her expression didn't change, even as the head remained stubbornly silent. With a groan, she smashed it againt the wall. Not her best moment, but she was in a very foul mood already. she turned to Kurt to see how he was doing with his soldier.