[center][h2]Ziska[/h2][/center]
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Ziska didn't bother wasting words. For all her humor, banter, and jibes thrown around freely, she had little interest in chatting with the enemy. She'd let them stew in their own silence. She'd wait for their unease to grow. Killing was serious work. And she had no intention of letting the crimson Raven escape alive.

Hearing Saarinen's lasers cut through the skies, Ziska wasted no time waiting for her battle computer to spit out damage. Pushing the handle of her throttle full forward, she slammed her right pedal, sending her RVN-3L thundering through scattered wreckage as she cut the angle between the fleeing RVN-3L the now distant Longbow in a razor sharp curve.

Twisting her sights on top of the Ziska fired a NARC missile and her TAG laser at the rear of the RVN-3L. A rear shot would be ideal, a left rear torso shot acceptable. Matching the speed of the other light mech, she kept her tight intercept, firing her two medium lasers. The proximity warning system in her RVN-3L blared at her as the distance between the two opposed RVN-3Ls closed to 90 meters. Unflinching, Ziska fired a salvo of SRM-6 Inferno rounds at the crimson Corvid.

Peeling off, mindful of closing the distance to the lurking Longbow, Ziska, shifted at an angle to the enemy RVN-3L keeping her tag laser firing on target for as long as she could. It wouldn't do to catch an LRM volley from the Assault BattleMech and she had no intention of being sandwiched between the enemy RVN-3L and the two light BattleMechs the Crimson Fists had brought to the fight.