“Be careful, Governor,” Forerunner called, hurrying after her. He had one of the pony crossbows resting over his shoulder in his single remaining arm, string already drawn. Lucky didn’t doubt he could fire it accurately. But how is he going to reload it with just one arm? “We don’t know what any of this is. It is an assumption that we are even in the right part of the facility. This room had barricades just like all the others, there is no indication the Equestrians used it.”