The pistol wasn't much. She had spare clips, but those were limited. Her knife was the only other weapon on her,aside from her fists, and claws, which she was very well-versed in. Was she afraid? No. Not in the slightest. But going up against an enemy of substantial size under-equipped was not an ideal scenario for her.

But she would make due. She'd adapted before, she could do it again. Even though she'd been itching to get going for so long she was quite ready to be done with this; injured teammates, idiotic colonists, and the company of those she was not entirely fond of was starting to wear on her. At least she had somewhere to aim her aggression.