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Morgana, finding shelter beneath a shattered window—a casualty of William's tempestuous entry—peaked over to cast her gaze upon the quartet of Assault Drones arrayed beyond. Each entity scoured the vicinity with a singular objective: the identification and neutralization of Advanced Types as they slithered on their many limbs away from their escape pods. Upon detection, the air itself seemed to recoil from the piercing shriek of Aether beams slicing through its very fabric.
As the echo of gunfire began to wrap around the building, the science officer's hand gravitated towards the cold, reassuring presence of her SMG. The initial staccato of NMX weaponry, a discordant prelude to the more harmonious responses from the Star Army's arsenal, offered her some solace. The comms buzzed with updates and calls to action, fueling an urge to join her comrades. Yet she understood the strategic importance of her position: each Advanced Type she vanquished in the open was one less adversary to confront within the claustrophobic confines of the building— where the enemy thrived.
Seeing the enemy all file into the buildings, and with little specific relevance the structures had to their objective that she was aware of, a far more expedient way of dealing with them occurred to her. “No chance we can’t simply abandon our position and let the Kaiyo strike from orbit?” She asked once there was a break in the fighting and comms chatter.
Morgana was fully aware that such a use of force would be an escalation that might make future diplomatic overtures to the locals difficult. Though in the short time she’d known Aiko and Hoshi, she’d gotten the impression there existed certain scenarios where they might choose to proceed with such actions, diplomatic consequences be damned.
As the echo of gunfire began to wrap around the building, the science officer's hand gravitated towards the cold, reassuring presence of her SMG. The initial staccato of NMX weaponry, a discordant prelude to the more harmonious responses from the Star Army's arsenal, offered her some solace. The comms buzzed with updates and calls to action, fueling an urge to join her comrades. Yet she understood the strategic importance of her position: each Advanced Type she vanquished in the open was one less adversary to confront within the claustrophobic confines of the building— where the enemy thrived.
Seeing the enemy all file into the buildings, and with little specific relevance the structures had to their objective that she was aware of, a far more expedient way of dealing with them occurred to her. “No chance we can’t simply abandon our position and let the Kaiyo strike from orbit?” She asked once there was a break in the fighting and comms chatter.
Morgana was fully aware that such a use of force would be an escalation that might make future diplomatic overtures to the locals difficult. Though in the short time she’d known Aiko and Hoshi, she’d gotten the impression there existed certain scenarios where they might choose to proceed with such actions, diplomatic consequences be damned.