[color=8dc73f][b]Verena Ellmenreich[/b][/color][hr]

[color=8dc73f][i]Eyes on target, pull the trigger.

Eyes on target, pull the trigger..

Eyes on target, pull the trigger...[/i][/color]

The gun barrels flared and flared again, firing shot after shot into the enemy, even as she repeated those words like a mantra. Old as the frame was, Verena still piloted the TSF well enough to be out of the way of any of the BETA. The little ones were barely more than a nuisance, and the larger ones were too obvious to be able to approach her. She tracked two targets at once, firing the first gun into the Laser class BETAs while spraying the second in the general direction of anything that came near her.

Just as quick as the battle begun, so too did it seem to end. The BETA seemed to have all been dealt with, but with the BETA one could never be sure. The swiftness of a BETA attack had seared itself into her mind after all, along with other, more gruesome memories of that day.

Almost as if affirming her fears, one launched itself under a pile of the dead, grappling onto one of the TSFs. Her hands had automatically raised her TSF's right gun, aiming to intercept it as it jumped. However, instead of the sharp report of her gun firing, there was only the dry click of the firing pin hammering an empty chamber. Inhaling sharply, she raised the other gun, firing off what was left in the magazine, but by then it was already too late.

[color=8dc73f]"Ah... What a waste..."[/color] She looked up towards her screen as Mina spoke. 

[color=6ecff6]"Second Lieutenants Anders and Yu will see Kasteler's body back to Fabel and safely behind the front lines. As for everyone else, there won't be any time for mourning right now. We've been requested as reinforcements to aid another battalion against a Fort-Class."[/color]

[color=8dc73f]"Understood."[/color] Verena replied simply.

Moving back into formation, she reloaded the guns, looking as nonchalant as one would while drinking tea in the library.