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Falcon instantly recognized the room M'Kama had noted. There was a single window to the room, three people inside. Falcon moved underneath the window, and muting the sound with her wind, opened the window and slipped inside. Landing on the ground just behind one of the inquisitors, Falcon grasped the man's neck and cut off his air with her Phoenix powers. The man made a slight strangling noise and dropped.

Before he'd hit the floor, Falcon had already moved to the second, then the third inquisitor, sending them into unconsciousness within six seconds of entering the room. No one had been alerted, and Falcon calmly locked the door to the rest of the embassy, then turned to the cabinets the inquisitors had been looking through.

Concentrating hard, Falcon sent out virtual copies of herself, three down each row, splitting her consciousness between each of the copies. This sort of technique was murder on her head, but she needed to find the documents quickly. The inquisitors would not stay unconscious for long. They would wake with no memory of what happened, but Falcon needed to be long gone before they did.

After a few minutes of searching, Falcon finally found the documents. Releasing her copies, Falcon winced as her headache became a piercing pain in her skull. Moving carefully to the cabinet, Falcon opened the drawer and grasped the documents. Did she have time to copy them? She glanced at the door to the rest of the embassy. She had been unable to keep up her attentions on the rest of the building, and her headache was making it hard to concentrate.

The door handle rattled, and Falcon grimaced as a key entered the lock. She was out of time.