Percy was taken back by the suddenly involvement of the random girl. Smirking, he gripped the two blades handles fiercely, replying with "You can say that again!" All of a sudden, there was a large swarm of henchman surrounding the exits and anyone in possession of a weapon. "Sorry kiddies...the boss doesn't want any of you leaving." The henchman were all armed with a wide assortment of equipment, ranging from crowbars and bats to machine guns. In quick succession, Percy combined his blades again with one end bladed and the other a rifle. He stood at the ready, glaring at the large group of minions. "Wanna have a contest...one with the biggest score wins.." He grinned, squeezing the trigger eagerly.
As the the shadowy Mercenary's attempted to leave, they were quickly blocked off by the henchmen, in an attempt to keep any armed suspect from leaving the Club. "Get back, our boss said nobody is to leave here until we check their backgrounds." He said, placing his hands on their chests and pushing them back.