[centre][h3][colour=ff4d27]Yalu 'Suumko[/colour][/h3][/centre]

Yalu's lungs emptied at the sight of his target slumping as instantly dead as it did. If not for the rest of the commotion, he might have frozen. Vael's voice over the comms brought him back to the action. He retrieved his needle rifle, aimed down at the fleeing grunts, and helped to pick them off.

Tar's shouting made him glance to see what was going on. Yalu's kill, all the slaughter of the grunts with their backs turned, and then Tar's shouting, all combined to bring out a sudden irritation in him. [colour=ff4d27]"'Mdalak! Get up! Focus!"[/colour]

He felt his ears ring with how loud he shouted into his helmet. He felt an immediate pang of anxiety at his outburst. He shook himself out of it and headed for the nearest door to the platform. [colour=ff4d27]"Pushing ahead,"[/colour] he declared with a more moderated voice. [colour=ff4d27]"Cannot see any more targets outside. The rest will be barricading by now."[/colour]

He did not move out of sight yet, waiting for Grikgar's sitrep.