[She looks at her compatriots, and moves to a crouching position, bracing the spear back against the deck. She's a bit to the side of Shaw and a bit ahead - out of the line of fire. In a sense, it's a very old tactic - back from the days when ranks of pikemen protected the first arquebus-firing soldiers. The Arquebus had been a powerful addition, but slow to reload - it helped to have someone to keep quick-moving enemies away.]
[And the things here update that somewhat in that they seem to require significantly more bullets to take down. But very little is willing to make itself into a kebab...at least when Shaw is in close range, if they're smart.]
[She whistles quietly, a signal - Beatrice retreating back to her and Shaw, crouching down behind Sameen. And, as backup, she flips the catch off her holster. And then, grimly:]
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[And the things here update that somewhat in that they seem to require significantly more bullets to take down. But very little is willing to make itself into a kebab...at least when Shaw is in close range, if they're smart.]
[She whistles quietly, a signal - Beatrice retreating back to her and Shaw, crouching down behind Sameen. And, as backup, she flips the catch off her holster. And then, grimly:]
Once more unto the bloody breach, dear friends.