Anna jumped, back-flipping through the air. She came down behind him, kicked the back of his leg and forced him down onto his knees. A hard punch to the back of his helmet left him sprawled out on the concrete.
The other one was behind her, slightly to the right. She sensed it when he tried to tackle her.
Anna scooted backward and to the left, allowing him to slip past in front of her. Grabbing the back of his vest, she shoved him hard enough to send him stumbling toward the railing.
The big oaf tripped over his disoriented partner and then toppled like a tree hacked by a lumberjack. He crashed into the balustrade, moaning.
Drawing her pistol, Anna set it for stun-rounds and shot the back of his thigh. The sudden jolt of current made him jitter for a few seconds before he passed out. S
