Alert for oncoming attacks, Sage noted the Purifier as he turned the corner and raised his weapon. Her brain, processing at super-computer speeds and beyond, recognized the weapon as a grenade launcher and she began to move to dodge as it was fired. Continuing to gather data as she moved, she determined the projectile to be a grenade of non-lethal variety, although it wasn't likely to be much fun, regardless.
As soon as it exploded, she accessed the mental processes that governed her auditory and visual receptors and made synopsis-quick adjustments to provide some protection from the assault. It wasn't perfect, but at least she didn't lose her senses entirely and so she was cognizant of the machine gun being aimed her way and dove, rolling across the floor and taking retaliatory shots at the armored man, aiming for the spots that had proved vulnerable on the last.
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As soon as it exploded, she accessed the mental processes that governed her auditory and visual receptors and made synopsis-quick adjustments to provide some protection from the assault. It wasn't perfect, but at least she didn't lose her senses entirely and so she was cognizant of the machine gun being aimed her way and dove, rolling across the floor and taking retaliatory shots at the armored man, aiming for the spots that had proved vulnerable on the last.