As Kiara made a bolt for the door, a sudden thought entered her head. What about Trixie? Well what about her? The woman had served her purpose, and that was her problem for trusting Kiara in the first place. Still, it felt wrong to just leave her fate in the hands of the Imperium like that; she [i]would[/i] be taken in and interrogated...but still....

Groaning, Kiara turned back around and summoned her weapon: the Volunta. With a sigh, she discharged a short burst of energy to send her flying over the approaching Jackson and skid on the ground next to Trixie. She stood in front of the AI and held her weapon out in a defensive manner.

Having recovered from his own plight, Giltwith stood up and materialized his weapon as well as a massive blade. Gripping the guard tightly, he watched the Catalyst's moves for any sign of distraction.