Enraged still, and laughing maniacally as the gates begin to close on their mechanisms, Ithi'Ka darts in an arcing path toward the fence, firing at the attackers that feebly swarm Garrett-- the unintelligible human may have been as crazy as the scorpion's lapdog, but he was certainly putting up one hell of a fight...  "Usstan orn elgg dosst ilhars, go'h auflaqui!" she calls as she continues to run at full speed-- if she could just kill anything with more<i>legs</i>than her, she was certain she could outrun the burly taks.  Or, at least she gauged as much from their earlier movements... though she's not quite ready to get within a hundred feet of them...<br/><br/>TRYING to target remaining wargs... unless there's none available.<br/>To hit 1: Rolled 5+11=16<br/>To hit 2: Rolled 8+9=17<br/>Damage 1: Rolled 1+1=2<br/>Damage 2: Rolled 5+1=6