Gles
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Molli registered her three targets with a scrutinizing eye, but the looming threat of Sif's last stand had the young soldier considering options quickly. As artillery boomed and shook the very foundation of the city outside, Molli made the choice to level her shotgun at that strange device the three killthyar were building and pull the trigger, rapidly cycling the chamber with robot-like efficiency. With any luck, maybe shooting it enough times would create some kind of explosion, if not destroy the device outright.
"Give it up!" Molli's voice boomed through her frame's voice modulator as she adjusted her aim and sent cones of aetherfire down at the ones building the machine next, with her pods supplanting the barrage of gunfire. She aimed for exposed or damaged joints, well-aware of how strong their mecha's armor was by now. "Yeh lost!" The Nepleslian didn't have high hopes that they would acquiesce to her demands, but a part of her hoped for an end to the killing sooner rather than later. She was prepared to respond with words, or with a timely dodge, anyhow.
"Give it up!" Molli's voice boomed through her frame's voice modulator as she adjusted her aim and sent cones of aetherfire down at the ones building the machine next, with her pods supplanting the barrage of gunfire. She aimed for exposed or damaged joints, well-aware of how strong their mecha's armor was by now. "Yeh lost!" The Nepleslian didn't have high hopes that they would acquiesce to her demands, but a part of her hoped for an end to the killing sooner rather than later. She was prepared to respond with words, or with a timely dodge, anyhow.