Rozilyn faced her attacker head on, brandishing her clawed hand. She could see the bloodlust in his eyes, the strong desire to kill. She was terrified when she realized that it was her he was out for. Her own handed charged with electricity as she brought it up close to her, ready to defend herself. It was impossible to try and run away, especially in this huge throng of alarmed people. Even though her combat skills were lacking, she wouldn't turn away from his brawl.<br/><br/>At least that's what she thought, until her ears were deafened by the sound of lasers, the people's noise drowned of completely by them. She squinted her eyes, panting in pain as she saw Conan firing out at the people, killing many. She was horrified as she watched them fall one by one to the ground, others being blown to smitherines. Her ears rang and her head ached, bringing her to her knees in front of this mercenary, in too much pain and anguish to father her senses.<br/><br/>She had left herself defenseless, and even as the people obeying their overlord, she called out in a desperate plea. "Wait! Wait! Y-Your client, I'm sure he would rather  have freedom fighter information than just a dead soldier, right? Your pay will increase, even double! Show him to me, I can give him what he neds to eradicate his enemy if you would just let me live!"<br/><br/>Her plea rang through the gathering place, and the soldier spy's wish was granted. She had no doubt in her mind that him and his overlord had found her. The rat. The mole.