Holly drops silently from a rooftop, stretching her limbs as shadows move below.

cool, British accent “Well, well… breaking the law in my city? Bit daft, aren’t we?”

Thieves turn, startled. She goes invisible, then reappears behind them.

“Didn’t your mums teach you manners?”

She shape-shifts mid-air, elastic-kicks two across the alley. “Class dismissed, you sods.”