Obscura responded instantly. "Don't approach yet. Let's box him in. I'll move around through Car 6 and come up behind. If he shifts seats or makes a break, you'll see it."
Eclipse nodded silently. Her fingers danced across the tiny tracker tucked into her wristband. She activated her lens scanner subtly, confirming facial recognition. Match.
"Confirmed. Identity matches."
Meanwhile, Obscura navigated quietly through the adjoining car. He walked calmly past sleepy passengers and a pair of arguing tourists. Reaching the far end, he waited at the narrow entrance to Car 5.
"Ready," he whispered.
Eclipse checked the time. "Alright. Distraction in 3... 2... 1."
Suddenly, Eclipse tripped forward as if the train jolted, grabbing the shoulder of a man near the target. He stood to help, creating a small ripple of movement. The target flinched and turned.