Xantha Ward

Xantha prepared to stalk off in the direction of the guns, but spying the available opportunity to rob the traitors of their munitions, she paused.

"Here's something to consider..."

The ancient archeotech gun whined with the effort of ionizing before letting out a lance of burning energy.

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Half-action aiming, half action firing at a nearby box, hopefully one that will interfere with the swarmed prisoners or at least set a whole bunch of traitors ablaze.
TN 49:(1d100)[35]
and just in case of failure, I'll spend fate:(1d100)[77]