Not yet having the chance to see how many charges are left in the maser, let alone knowing if there are any spare mags to reload it, Rey isn't taking any chances unless she knows she can a.) replenish her supply, and b.) for certain eliminate her target. The wraith is out of the question, and the Joes can be destroyed with a gun. It just takes more bullets to get them down. And the bear--
Well, the bloody beast is no longer an issue, thanks to that same invisible force that seems to make an 'appearance' wherever Sato is concerned.
Interesting.
The intrigue doesn't last long when something tall and mottled gray emerges from around the approaching forked path. One of the trolls stalks by, a jagged knife in hand.
Still not wanting to waste her resources, Rey launches herself forward while the troll still has its back turned towards her. She hurls over it, feet kicking up its spine. She crouches over its shoulders and ends up on the ground at its front. Before it can thrust its knife at her, she continues running like she had just jumped a hurdle during a marathon rather than a nine-foot-tall abomination.
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Well, the bloody beast is no longer an issue, thanks to that same invisible force that seems to make an 'appearance' wherever Sato is concerned.
Interesting.
The intrigue doesn't last long when something tall and mottled gray emerges from around the approaching forked path. One of the trolls stalks by, a jagged knife in hand.
Still not wanting to waste her resources, Rey launches herself forward while the troll still has its back turned towards her. She hurls over it, feet kicking up its spine. She crouches over its shoulders and ends up on the ground at its front. Before it can thrust its knife at her, she continues running like she had just jumped a hurdle during a marathon rather than a nine-foot-tall abomination.