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Runner simply grunted an assent at End as he took her place in the driver's seat, immediately gunning the engine. His eyes widened from behind his helmet as a heavy machine gun swiveled towards their position. 

[b]"I'm going, I'm going!"[/b] He roared back up at Arsenal as he furiously yanked the wheel, slamming down on the accelerator. The armored van began to erratically twist and turn around the outskirts of the combat zone, minimizing its profile to enemy fire while still giving the turret gunner up top as clear of a field of fire as possible. 

[b]"Do we leave or do we keep helping the Wireforts? This isn't our fight."[/b] He asked into their comms, drawing his pistol and leaning out the window to plug a few bullets into the heads of several assailants.