His eyes settle on Corban briefly, assessing Corban's next move. These are my teammates, my friends, I will not let them down. Jedra spends the round taking stock of the situation, and rooting through his bags for doze-patches and grenades. The Bioform sentries draw and fire in a chaotic flurry of movement. In the explosion of sound and confusion, the team finds it impossible to register all the details.
Some images burn themselves in their minds.
Point blank range. The burst goes wild, spraying bullets into the air above Corban's head. The first miniature rocket whizzes by Vihl's ear, the second and third fly wild. B4 fails shock check. Corban's fire strikes home.