"On it." She acknowledges, heading right for them.
Eight is too many to for anyone to pick off without the alarm going up - so she heads right at them. There's an alarm and guns out anyway - but thanks to her support, not near as many as it had been. She still takes a couple of shots but keeps coming at them, throwing a knife at one, finishing the second, one of the ones who tags her, with an action-movie worthy spin kick. By the time she's done, her sniper has the other six.
"Nice... shooting." she grunts back, catching her breath.
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