Amy glares at the ghostly man who emerged from the...well, "possessed woman", for lack of a better term, and though she's still shaking, she quickly gives the order to her drones. "Alpha, B-Beta, attack!" Despite her obvious fear, her drones fly forward, stopping just short of the woman. They zip about at seemingly random angles, occasionally shooting forward with some force to them, attempting to ram into her skin.  She wasn't willing to let Sentinel finish any more, lest her doubts grow.<br/><br/>At 2014-12-11 22:17:08, ThatOneShrroth (uid: 53474) rolls: 6d10e10 tn1: 8 Result: 3 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=68502)