"I'm moving! I'm moving!" Goldy cries into the comm.
Sorceresses and bodyguards are one thing, but heavy armor is quite another. She has no intention of becoming cannon fodder, so she gets to her feet in a hurry. Unfortunately, the location of a certain pesky sniper was included in Major Reyvenne's transmission. Thus it is that the first krawl into the square is quick to swivel its turret towards her balcony.
This turn of events doesn't escape Goldy's attention.
"...Oh shit."
There's a whoosh as a rocket streaks away from the krawl. It's well-aimed. There's not enough time for her to retreat far enough into the building at her back.
Only one option left.
She lifts a boot onto the balcony railing and with a grunt, she uses it to propel herself up and away from the platform.
KA-BOOOOOOOM!
The balcony disintegrates in a cloud of flame and masonry chunks. Goldy is not there—her desperate leap got her just beyond the blast radius. However, this still leaves her with the problem of a four story drop...
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Sorceresses and bodyguards are one thing, but heavy armor is quite another. She has no intention of becoming cannon fodder, so she gets to her feet in a hurry. Unfortunately, the location of a certain pesky sniper was included in Major Reyvenne's transmission. Thus it is that the first krawl into the square is quick to swivel its turret towards her balcony.
This turn of events doesn't escape Goldy's attention.
"...Oh shit."
There's a whoosh as a rocket streaks away from the krawl. It's well-aimed. There's not enough time for her to retreat far enough into the building at her back.
Only one option left.
She lifts a boot onto the balcony railing and with a grunt, she uses it to propel herself up and away from the platform.
KA-BOOOOOOOM!
The balcony disintegrates in a cloud of flame and masonry chunks. Goldy is not there—her desperate leap got her just beyond the blast radius. However, this still leaves her with the problem of a four story drop...