"Stay," Kerrigan hissed-- end of corridor, two guards one side, other side--

Not an option.

She dodged sideways quietly, fast enough to vanish from sight entirely-- and then one guard smashed against the floor, sending noise skittering through hall.

The second guard tried to react-- the next moment, an image flashed-- of Kerrigan, foot first, kicking the next one so harshly in the neck that he went down without being able to lift his weapon.

She touched on the floor, then faded again. "Mark."