Scorpion eyed the disk as Ricochet propelled it in his direction. His shot had to be perfect. If he took to long to take his shot then blast would surely kill the guardsman (even though it was a simulation, Tim suspected that Iron Fist would deduct points if they ended up killing). If he took the shot too soon he would risk the guardsman remaining conscious and sounding the alarm. Obviously he could miss although after having a mechanical tail for the last year, Scorpion had kind of practiced his shot. The disk whizzed past him. Tim took the shot. A blob of acidic goo was launched out the top of his tail and...

Kapoof!

Well technically there was no "kapoof". Scorpion couldn't actually hear any sound of an explosion, yet the disks did go off. A small cloud of smoke was evidence of that. As it slowly cleared, the teenage superhero caught a glimpse of the guard's body disappearing into a pile of fading pixels. Scuttling through the doorway and along the right hand wall, Tim surveyed the rest of the room, signalling Ricochet to follow as he did so. 

As far as he could see, there were no signs of any other guardsmen on this floor. He smiled beneath his helmet as he moved on forward quickly, approaching the stairs to the floors above.