[Maketh curls her lip at him. Thankfully the helmet conceals her face and any improper gestures she might wish to make.] You're the one who broke the perimeter. My guardsmen could have been killed trying to get you out.
[This place is a nightmare made flesh.
She tenses suddenly, bringing her rifle up to bare.]
Duck. Now.
[There's something coming up behind him. Maketh doesn't wait to see if he's obeyed before firing. She's a good enough shot not to take his head off accidentally, though his ears will probably be ringing for a while yet. It's a powerful rifle.]
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[This place is a nightmare made flesh.
She tenses suddenly, bringing her rifle up to bare.]
Duck. Now.
[There's something coming up behind him. Maketh doesn't wait to see if he's obeyed before firing. She's a good enough shot not to take his head off accidentally, though his ears will probably be ringing for a while yet. It's a powerful rifle.]