Then, a roar of familiar, yet almost deafeningly loud, gunfire erupted on the other side of the Cloven lines just near the tunnels. She spotted Imlay and the Marines with him shooting their rifles on the Cloven’s flanks, killing them quickly. However, it was the fifty-cal that once more performed the lion’s share of the work as it tore through the Troopers in a way that no normal rifle could. With how fast the Troopers died, she could have believed that the Marines were killing them by the hundreds. 