He looked up to see Axler and Grind plowing the guards and mages with a barrage of bullets. A dwarf in a white technician’s coat tried to run for it, but a burst from Axler’s Ingram took out his knees. He crumbled to the floor, dropping a small electronic device. The two mages came apart in a spray from Grind’s Ares Alpha, their bodies riddled with holes, flopping to the stone floor, leaking blood over the fine lines of the hermetic circle.