Confronted with a veritable phalanx of droids, the neutrality on Feral's features quickly devolved into a frown. It would be difficult for her to try and pick any of the drones off unless she started at the edges and moved in, or depended upon others to help open up gaps. Further more, the giant armored drones would pose quite a problem for someone like her, and even worse beyond that, the drones in the very back seemed to be the most pressing foe of them all. So long as those casters remained on the field, the effort—or danger—involved with engaging the others would be exponentially higher. 

[color=d2d9db]"I will try and find a way around them. Hope to remove of caster units before they can do much damage. Please do your best to keep them occupied."[/color] She said, once she ensured that her communicator had patched her through to the others. The Lupo then peeled off the main formation stealthy as she could, in the hopes the droids were too focused on Vlad's mad charge into the fray to notice her. The buildings had alleyways, and presumably she could use them to loop around to the other side. She hoped Retra hadn't decided to fill them with enemies. 

[color=d2d9db]"Be mindful of the skies. Scout team confirmed the presence of three gunships and countless aerial drones hanging above."[/color] Were her parting words, primarily in response to Vlad's implication more gun turrets would appear.