The 3 here the door open behind them. "Christ, Jim, I'm tellin ya, just slice their melon off instead of all this flash. Here." Craig unsheaths an old sabre from his hip and takes a deep breath. With literally inhuman speed he close the distance with another dummy and seemingly runs through it before coming to a stop. As his peers just gaze in bewilderment at his strange stunt, they hear a crackle and the dummy's head finally just lops off and falls to the ground. "See?"