In those short few seconds that the team had put together a plan and then worked to carry it out, the entire lobby floor had already been turned into the image of a well-worn battlefield. Nearly every surface imaginable had become blackened and chipped from gunfire. Were the bullets of this world not of a different design, the lobby would have undoubtedly been filled with smoke from projectile explosions as well.

Chariot was nearly ready to give Thunderer a heavy dosage of Originium healing, but she held the Arts back as she witnessed Vlad's swift application. It was a rugged solution, but it worked. Nevertheless, Thunderer appeared still incapable of rising to his feet for combat just yet. Chariot gave his shoulder a pat, and then retrieved her shortsword, ready for battle.

Thanks to her wide-reaching and severe action, Thrones managed to prone every last droid, and even caused the VTOL to lurch a foot before its engines kicked in more power to offset the sudden shifting. Though prone, some of the more well-positioned drones managed to let off some wayward shots, of course nowhere near striking any of the Operators, even as they moved in to slay the inundated robots. Ten seconds was plenty of time for them to dispatch the unarmored enemies, and as soon as Thrones released her grip, they were once more left with a moment's respite from being assailed.

The same, however, could not be said for Feral. While the VTOL did not utilize any suddenly-appearing vehicle mounted gunnery, she wasn't completely safe. The operator caught hold onto the ledge of the VTOL's bay, still lifted up from when the droids had dropped down. Lifting herself up into the bay platform, it appeared all of the active droids had already been dropped save for two -two which, while initially inactive with their heads bowed and their backs locked onto a hanging mechanism, suddenly sparked to life. The clamps holding them in place released, and their metal feet hit the floor of the VTOL's interior with a clang.

Their sides had holstered firearms, but they opted instead to pull machetes from slots in their hips to attack her, likely cautious of opening fire inside the VTOL. They swung at her in tight space, but proved all too easy to kill. However Feral might have dispatched them, she was left with an entire aircraft to hijack.

The cockpit was accessible, and immediately visible to her in the two-seater craft were two droids locked into the control array. The cockpit seemed as if equipped to handle Ancient operation, with buttons, mechanisms, steering controls and the like, but which were currently occupied by legless machines strapped to the pilot seats.

In the distance, another alarm blared. The next round was incoming.