Decipio commented, saying that he seemed eager. To this, Lance smiled, "No matter how important one place is, it won't matter if no one's there." He then added, "If there's nothing you need to do, let's get on our way."
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The next depth down was a lichenous lair, with an affinity towards electricity. Quicksilvers were darting around, looking for any prey they could feed on. The level itself was typical of lichenous lairs, filled with lamps left by recon teams to light up the simulated night.
Amber shivered in the corner, trying her best to calm herself. She smacked herself on both sides of her head, mentally telling herself 'You can do this Amber, This is what you joined for. Justice.'
She peered around what remained of the cover to look for any weaknesses in the enemy front, hoping to shoot a few of them down before they decide to advance on the spades.
(*) Amber takes a couple of potshots, but the shots spread and miss completely.
(* (Minor SCRAPup here, that was the warden roll. Not Amber's. Also, Oh god.)) One of the Wardens stand up, and aim to shoot, but their gun flys out of their hand from the knockback of the shot fired, which ultimately misses. (*) Before the warden can get back into cover, Amber shoots at his head, and his head splatters across his allies, as Amber gets back into cover.
"I wish I didn't have to do this..." Amber says, her head lowered in shame.