It was not the first time Syren was being shot at.
However, it was the first time she was being shot at without her trusty blaster by her side. She had been stupid enough to have lost it in the barrage of fire that was being directed towards her. She only had one card left to play, her A.C.E. She switched her distress signal on and ducked under the table, which wasn’t going to hold out against blaster fire. It didn’t have to.
A.C.E’.s timely entry and vast arsenal made quick work of Syren’s assailants.
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