[@Xandrya] 

Grayson was clinging to one of the many spires at the top of the facility. He had recognized the sniper as Wrenti K'arr, one of their main targets. She was a diminutive thing. Barely 4 feet tall, hunch-backed and jackal-like in appearance. The two of them had danced around each other at every step of the way up here, Grayson cloaking and then zipping from point to point on his Spider's Web, Wrenti leaping with great force and accuracy. Despite several attempts, neither one could hit the other. Finally, Grayson had an idea.

He waited in place, uncloaked and openly taking aim at Wrenti's position. Through the scope he could see her doing the same. He cloaked, though he knew she still had eyes on him. Even through the cloaking of his suit, the glare of his rifle's scope would be visible. The battery wasn't going to last forever, so he had to move quick. Without swaying his aim too much, Grayson pried at the scope, yanking it free of the weapon. Despite his rifle's unique properties, he was confident he'd be able to repair it later. He carefully set the severed scope into a rut of the roof spire, just about where his rifle had been set. Lastly, he pulled out a length of cable from the Spider's Web device on his belt and wedged it into position just below the scope, and held onto it tight as he edged his way around to the far side. As soon as his eye implant was calibrated, he would yank the cable, pulling the scope out of view. If Wrenti fell for it, she'd rush to re-position, and he'd still be perfectly sighted up on her.

3...... 2....... 1...... pull.

[b][i]CRACK[/i][/b]

Direct hit. Wrenti went limp and slowly fell free from the spire. Before Grayson let himself breathe easy and bask in the afterglow of a good kill, his comms sputtered to life, the voice on the other end faint and static-y but instantly recognizable.

"Can -yone up there --- me? Th- is Amy, -ver."

He reached up to engage his earpiece, fiddling with it to try and clear up the frequency a little. Again he heard her.
"I repea-, this -- Amy, can anyo- hear me?"

Hoping she'd hear him, he replied.
"I hear ya Ames, are you okay?" And after a beat "Where are ya? Carver reported you and Arex were caught in an explosion, said there was no sign of either of ye." 

[@Silver Carrot][@Banana] 

Lataniva calmly walked through the lower levels of the facility, her halberd in one hand and weaving psionics with the other. She eradicated anyone who came at her with a cold, casual attitude. This was strictly business, nothing more.

As she sensed the number of life forces around her greatly decreasing, she fumbled with her comms device long enough to say.
"Lower level is clear, update me on your status Tibulus. You as well Taleste."

---
On the other side of the valley...

Ian groaned as he came to with the taste of blood in his mouth. A few terrifying seconds gave the revelation that he couldn't move his legs. He was lying on top of Raisin, who was barely conscious, but breathing heavily. Looking around, he could still see the daylight, and the looming shape of Sol's fortress, the sounds of the fight seemed miles away.

It came back to him slowly, the explosives on the hill, Raisin getting shot, him triggering a mine as he tried to help.

"Don't move" she gasped faintly "I think we landed on another explosive, heard a click jus' before you came to."
"I can't move my legs, why can't I move my legs?"
A rustle as she shifted her head to peer over his shoulder. "They gone"
His heart rate jumped as terror shot through him "What do you mean, they're gone?"
"Your legs are gone. Musta been blown off in the explosion. I can't move either. Think I'mma bleed out soon"
"No. Nononono, we're gonna be ok, we have to be. Carver will find us, someone will patch us up."
"Honey, ain't no one gonna survive this. We're all dead. Even if they make it, we either gonna bleed out or get blasted to pieces by these damn explosives"
Defeated, Ian, slumped his head, and reached around to the rear of his sit to grab his medkit and fished out his flask.
"Let's make it quick. Here, drink."
She gulped down a healthy dose, her eyes began to stream, though if it was from the liquor or their impending doom, Ian would never know. He brought the flask to his own lips, and downed the rest of it. He dropped the metal tin, stared deep into Raisin's eyes, and mustered up enough strength to pull up on her shoulders. Both of them were incinerated instantly as the explosion consumed them and set off a chain reaction, lighting up the lower basin of Sovereign Valley in a brilliant blaze.