“I don’t think so, little girl.”

“Well, sadly, it doesn’t matter what you think.” the girl replied.

“Doesn’t matter???” Malder was furious. His goons muttered and shifted, taking better grips on their weapons and leaning almost inperceptably towards the girl. “I am Malder!! The greatest leader this gang has ever seen! I lived before you, and I will live after you!” He charged, roaring, towards the girl.

She seemed to speed up, like a movie in fast forward. In the blink of an eye she had whipped a thin, glittering rapier out of her jacket and was racing towards Malder. In comparison, Malder’s movements seemed slow and clumsy.

In a matter of seven and a half seconds, the girl reached Malder, ducked under his clumsy paw, and cut his head off.

The square was deathly silent.

“I am Jianna.” the girl said, “And I am greater than all the gangs.”

The world exploded.