[The grunt is all Romana needs, quickly aiming and firing at where it came from, shooting again to either side just in case. In return she moves again, knowing that the crack of the gun would have given her own position away.
She can feel the gases starting to affect her, a cough building in the back of her throat even as she forces it down. No. She can do this, she has to do this. She's not going to fail again.]
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She can feel the gases starting to affect her, a cough building in the back of her throat even as she forces it down. No. She can do this, she has to do this. She's not going to fail again.]