Kala helped get Shira to a more rested position after the synthimmune was applied.   Afterwards she listened to what the others were planning.  When the question was directed at her as to a way to quickly take out his shields she could only shake her head a bit.<span style="color: sienna">“No.  Not without my own omnitool.  I could overload his shield emitters, but it would take a little time.  Time that we don’t have when we have no idea how long until the bomb goes off.”</span>She said, glancing back at shira a moment before following them.<br/><br/>When the flashbangs were handed, Kala took one and nodded.<span style="color: sienna">“I can throw this and help… but after that, I am not sticking around.  I need to find the bomb and disarm it… or none of us are getting out of here.”</span>That was all she got out before they continued, rounded a corner and stopped dead in their tracks at the sight of the slaver boss.  And he did indeed have a heavy weapon.  Ashana reacted faster than any of them, dashing at the man.  All Kala could do was watch for a moment before Ashana was put on the ground.<br/><br/>That was when she reacted.  Activating her grenade and counting off as she yelled.<span style="color: sienna">“Ashana, Eyes!”</span>Before she tossed it and covered her own.  She may not be all that great a throw, but that was why she had waited.  Counting the seconds down before throwing it so it would explode in the air closer to the fighting pair.  Once the explosion of the flashbang sounded, Kala didn’t wait around to see the results.  She ran off past the fighters and down the hallway deeper into this building.  Looking for the bomb.  As she moved, she calibrated her omnitool to act as a rough Geiger counter.  Kind of hoping it didn’t work as if it worked, that would mean there was no containment on the explosive.<br/><br/>Once she found the bomb, she hesitated a moment, looking it over and debating if she should get close if there was deadly radiation levels.  That only lasted a moment though before she went to work.  If she didn’t do anything, after looking at the clock, they wouldn’t get far enough away.<br/><br/>…………………..<br/><br/>Darion grinned at the ineffective fire from the batarians, taking full advantage of it as he fired.  Completely controlled as he put down two with a few shots.  A third unfortunately got away with only a disabling round through his armor before he got behind cover.  After that, Darion just took potshots at them to keep them under cover until they actually started to retreat from the area.  Backing out of the holding area and back to Building A where he lost sight of them.<br/><br/>Once he no longer under fire from the retreading soldiers, Darion moved, pushing himself up through the pain of his bleeding gut.  Making his way to where there was the fight between his two allies and one of the Batarian special Ops.  Darion didn’t bother getting close.  Instead he got to where he had a clear shot of the whole group before speaking up.<span style="color: green">"Sorv, Firas.  Disengage!”</span>He yelled, waiting.  Taking a shot immediately as soon he had a clear one with little chance of hitting his allies.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>