'The McGonellin's can't be dead, can they?'
Cali shrugged, but Willheim shook her head firmly. 'No way, those bastards up there would rather we gave up without a fight, so they'll say anything.'
Willheim started firing wildly, the rounds of charged plasma taking chunks out of the staircase and surrounding walls.
'You're doing more damage to the shop than they are.' Cali remarked.
The owner of 'The Tilted Anvil' ducked again as she attempted to dodge the incoming hail of bullets. 'Then get out there and end this!'
I stuck my head up for a second, only to be utterly dumbfounded by the sheer magnitude of information filling my peripheral vision. There were four enemy combatants, and yet no mages. Two of them were firing, while the others took it in turns to reload.
I watched Cali stand up next, only to be shot in the chest. She didn't even flinch as her armour absorbed the impact.
