After having stabbed, used psionic energy to throw enemies into one another and thrown daggers into the unprotected gaps of the Federation troops soldiers and having finished those off with the rest of the combatants, there wasn’t all that much important for the psionic alien to do, so she simply tagged along, pretty silently. She had no particular insight into their plan, and just went ahead with it, keeping her balance in case of any explosions. If they wanted to blow things up, sure. Currently, Lataniva was simply following orders.

She headed with Grayson when the command was given, and apparently let Saul do his thing when they ended up on that route. Then they ran into Amy, helpless without her armor. Lataniva raised her eyebrows at this, because she wasn’t exactly impressing after having said she would pull her own weight. However, fine, it wasn’t as if the rest of the team were having any trouble just yet.

When then suddenly a group of Federation troops appeared to attack them. Grayson jumped in front of Amy to cover her. Lataniva had none of that compassion. Yet, these were enemies. Enemies that were not to be left alive, and suppose it would be bad for the mission if her companions were to be gunned down. At the very least, it would be troublesome if Grayson died. Not going to let that.

She threw a knife forward and let it be destroyed as it blocked a blast from an enemy trooper. She then threw her hand forward and the dust struck the guns of the enemies, as well as their visors, because Lataniva was intending on disorienting them, and then she intended to move forth to dispatch them… when a voice called out to cease fire. Lataniva stopped as well, staring forward with her halberd drawn. … Father, huh. Lataniva let Amy walk forward to hug. The Dalentian glared, and then watched with pity in her eyes as Amy got slapped. She then spoke, weapon at the ready, and made very certain to speak her name.

[indent]‘I remind, Amy. Our orders are to leave no survivors.’[/indent]Lataniva said with a voice with zero sympathy. However, gazing upon the individual, she followed up on it.

[indent]‘Would you prefer we kidnapped this individual? Then we wouldn’t technically be leaving a survivor. We need an official for me to process, regardless. What do you say, Grayson?’[/indent]Lataniva then followed up on her words, with a little shrug and a similarly non-caring tone. She was ready to do her thing, given the command.

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