When the fight broke out between the Raiders and the Enclave Troopers, Abram quickly lined up shots. With the echoing CRACK! of his rifle, one of the Enclave soldiers sustained a .308 leg wound, and dropped to the ground, blood staining the snow around him. Another loud explosion, and a Raider fell, his neck missing a large chunk. One more shot, and another Enclave man went down, his side gushing red from a gaping wound. With this, Abram took the time to reload his rifle, and carefully reposition himself, hiding amongst the foliage as he found a better position. From there, he took time to assess the situation, watching to see how the fight played out, making a mental note to clear out whoever lived from the brawl.