<span style="color: #6495ED">"Goddess!"</span>Milenya cursed to herself as the slaver chief jammed a grenade into the hole he'd made.<br/><br/>She just had enough time to duck under a console before the explosive went off. The overpressure shattered the window and tore consoles from the wall, turning the room into a scrapyard in an instant; the only thing that saved her life was that half the grenade's force went into the larger chamber.<br/><br/>Her shields crumpled under the force, and she blacked out.<br/><br/>It couldn't have been long, as she woke to the sound of the other door being wrenched open. She made out, blurrily, Desmond's form going through the now-opened portal deeper into the complex.<br/><br/>Goddess. She wished she could just lie here for a while, but the staccato, dull thump of gunfire reminded her the rest of the team was still in trouble.<br/><br/>It seemed like it took forever, to laboriously crawl out from under the wreckage and make her way to the door she'd jimmied shut. It was still half functional; one valve wouldn't slide open due to the warping the wall had received from the grenade, but the other half  slid open easily enough.<br/><br/>From there, she made it to the security door controls. Locked with the master key as it was, there wasn't anything she could directly do with the panel. At least not through the standard interface.<br/>She pulled a small excavating pick from its slot in her armor. She remembered how proud she'd been to get it, and use it on her first dig. But now it had a more urgent function.<br/><br/>She drove it between the faceplate of the control panel and the mounting, and ruthlessly tore it free, giving her access to the cabling and wiring underneath. A quick scan with her omnitool showed her that, under the custom programming they'd done, they'd still left the standard hardwired functions in place.<br/>It was the work of a few moments to bypass the control system and hook into the physical layer.<br/><br/>She triggered the automatic open, the doors sliding apart. The corridor beyond was empty, so she hustled down it as fast as she could.<br/><br/>The sounds of combat were much louder now, the fighting much closer. Figuring the same thing would work on this end, Milenya literally hacked into the control panel and tore the cover off. The same standardized layout greeted her, and this hack went faster as a result.<br/><br/>This time she wouldn't be ignored;<span style="color: #6495ED">"Get ready to MOVE!"</span>she barked into the comm, and triggered the override to open the doors.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>