Quinn actually grinned at that. A harried, awkward grin, and one that was [i]massacred[/i] on a Savior's face, but a grin nonetheless. "[color=ffe63d]You're pretty amazing, you know that?[/color]" The way the Euseran pirouetted and danced through the slaughter had a way of capturing the imagination, and she caught herself watching her for perhaps a bit longer than she should, until her attention was brought back to the front again.

The bladed Modir was running at her. One Modir, running at her. [i]Her, Quinnlash Loughvein[/i] in all the fullness of her power. And at that, she [i]laughed.[/i] A long, loud, [i]bright[/i] laugh, the release of a terrible tension and an intense glee at fulfilling their purpose. And instead of hanging back like it perhaps expected...she dashed at it. Fast. It didn't have the range to hit her now, and she was fully phased. She knew exactly what she was doing. As they drew together, it leapt for her.

Only to be met with the barrel of her cannon [i]slamming[/i] into its chest like a solid metal battering ram. She felt bones crack and organ rupture under the pressure. But only for a split second. A moment later, there was another tremendous report, another brilliant searing flash of light that tore into the sky, and chunks of Modir that had been blown apart but not fully caught in the blast raining down for hundreds of feet around. She snarled her laugh into a pseudo-smiling rictus.

[i][b][color=ffe63d]FOUR![/COLOR][/b][/i]

But after that, her voice dropped off, and silence fell. Because it was...

It was...

Over.

There were no more Modir coming at her. There was nothing else to fight, no other weapons questing for her guts. The singularity collapsed.

Quinn stood there a moment more, breathing [i]heavily,[/i] holding her agonized torso and who knew what other wounds. Her voice, when she spoke to [i]Firebrand,[/i] was choked with effort and pain and emotion. "[color=ffe63d]Thanks, [i]Firebrand.[/i] I...thank you.[/COLOR]"

She closed her eye. She'd already been phased for a little while. Anything else would be an unnecessary risk. She tapped into the Aerie comms: "[color=ffe63d]I'm okay, Besca. I'm...I made it. I'm okay.[/COLOR]"

Then, Quinnlash Loughvein disconnected.