Sara looks up suddenly, taking a brace of frag grenades from Baz. "Leave me" she smiles slightly "I'm a hindrance. I'll cover yer back. " She chuckles. "Plus it feels like the blades were poisoned."<br/><br/>Baz blinks. "Nae, I cannae Sara! Yer the youngest of us."<br/><br/>She takes his hand. "Isn't this the whole point of the Slayer cult? Honourable death?" SHe laughs "That's what I got here. Don't deny me that, Baz...."<br/><br/>_________________________<br/><br/>The first guard to show with a firearm is taken down by the thrown body of one of his comrades. "FIGHT ME LIKE FURS, YAE BASTARDS!" Jania growls, throwing her axes at the second and third. Then she begins to lay about with her claws, daring the zerked-up furs to come closer. "I wannae one-on-one with yae zerker-juiced bastards! Let's see wha' a natural berzerker can dae to one of yae fuckers!"<br/><br/>If anyone can survive what's being thrown at her, it's Jania- but one thing's for sure, she's not gonna be in a good way after this...!