The sound of the autoturrets firing caused Drake to snap awake, drawing his pistol. The Sergeant clipped his comm headset on. "Report."

"Turrets shot at a Xeno, sir," the Corporal on the other end reported. "Missed though. It was damn fast. Must have been a Scout or a Runner." Drake sighed.

"Stay on your toes," said Drake.

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Moonscar felt the bullets whiz past her body. She was testing their perimeter, trying to find the soft spots she could get in to.