*Major aims and fires a burst of shots into mergs leg that hit painfully burning chunks out but instantly ate qauterized by the lasers and smell of burnt flesh if hit*

You idiots.... Cease your attacks... 
Stop acting like primitives. Anyone vote on disarming em till they can learn to act like they got a degree of intelligence?

... 

*Dr looks over at the group and sad dragon mutant*
He was her..
 *relies quickly that they where very close and that it's a enormous loss*

Is there any other family... Kin... Anyone here to help her, or whom can be contacted?

*sighs at the trouble in the bar, and opinion of the two fighting is pretty low*