Having mostly regained her composure, Lora took a peek at the radar. From the edge of Zone B, she could see the approximate position of most of the Frames. Most of the ones left in Zone A were converging on a single blip - one of the team's lone wolves. It had to be the Komodo, she figured, as Anzu would've made well to get away from the close combat. That left one blip traveling to Zone C (and abruptly stopping) and another blip headed straight for-

Time to go. The pilot steeled her nerves, and Caliburn pushed itself off the pillar, weaving a brief measure deeper into the pillars. The Framewerk turned back to witness the pillar, now sliced in half, collapse off to the side. This had to be Macabre and Visceral, then, which could prove to be a pain for Caliburn to deal with. Her close-range options were limited, and with how agile the other frame was, it would be vary difficult to get into a range where Lora could just unload onto the other frame. Trapped in Zone B's maze of towers, she didn't have the ample room needed to properly deploy her secondary arms system.

[color=lightblue]"Alright, boy,"[/color] Lora muttered, redoubling her efforts into the harness, [color=lightblue]"Let's [i]dance[/i]."[/color] Caliburn backpedaled from the confrontation, turning back into the haze of pillars as if goading the lighter Frame to just try and pursue it.

It was difficult, but Caliburn's travel was made easier by Lora's excellent Synch Ratio. It was able to duck and twist between the spires with human-like dexterity, even in spite of not having the additional thrusters that Macabre offered. Through her preservation and focus, Lora managed to barely keep ahead of the lighter machine, just enough to get her through the terrain. 

Once Caliburn crossed the border into Zone C, the Frame broke into a proper run for a couple of kilometers. Then, Lora saw why the Framewerk in Zone C hadn't moved since it entered: it was firmly affixed to the ground via some sort of expansive superglue. Once the thought of [i]minefield[/i] erupted in Lora's head, she twisted Caliburn around on a dime and planted its feet down into a right-facing ready stance, skidding back a few meters in the process. Not bothering to look if she set off one of those glue mines, Caliburn armed the Lightstriker, charging for the one shot she could afford.

Paying attention to her radar, Lora aimed the weapon carefully at Ryan's approaching position. Within moments of Macabre breaking free from Zone B and it rapidly zooming forth to meet his enemy, Caliburn twitched and fired on that location. If this didn't hit, it was unlikely she would survive the ensuing encounter.

[@Dynamo Frokane]