Sabrina had hung back for most of the fight. She watched on to observe how her comrades fought, but it wasn't like she didn't do anything. The rear guard position fit a rifleman like her, and though it wasn't a glamorous job, it was necessary. She had their backs against flanking enemies and the like. It was leftover from her days in the military. Standard Operating Procedure. SOP was everything. It was how you went in. How you fought. And if you went home after it was over. While she didn't expect any of the other gangers to try to pull a fast one over on them, she was there just in case. Her lack of various weapon systems were made up for by the different types of ammunition she carried for them. Tungsten carbide APFSDS, HEDP, HEIT, and the Raufoss rounds for her 50 cal. With her 35mm Large Caliber Automatic Rifle, there wasn't much she couldn't face down.

"I didn't see anyone come around our six o' clock. Looks like this went quick." She commented, still scanning and keeping her guard up.