<br/>As Shana gripped onto Hunter's hand, her comm-lines came to life. The sounds and actions becoming too fast for the woman wasn't prepared to make a responsible response. The first thought she mustered about the voice in her ear was a question.<em>How's he know my name? Who is this guy..?</em>the voice was unfamilar, but as she momentarily released Hunter to focus on her comm-lines, she figured this unknown man had found out her name from her earlier shout out.<br/><br/>With a murderously loud crash, Shana reached for her firearms, but all too quickly she remembered she did not have any, so instead she pulled out her knives and stood her ground in a defensive posture over the Spartan. By no means was she big enough to shield the giant, but he brain was not focused on that. There was a noise, she had to take action. Holding the larger of the two up to shield her face, she tightly clenched onto the other knife at her mid-section. She held onto the energy allowing it to build up. Shana would dart forward and strike the second the invader showed their ugly face. When a marine appeared, however, the woman was taken off gaurd and she wobbled forward catching her balance as she pushed away her attempted at an attack releasing her energy. Instead of using it to her physical needs, Shana used it vocally. "What in the hell is wrong with you!? I could have killed you! Ya don't sneak up on an allie like that, god damn it!" she hollared in her frustration to being taken off gaurd.<br/><br/>Turning her attention away from Sling, she grumbled and kicked at the concrete. She couldn't believe a marine had come and tensed her up. Deep down she was damn thankful it was a marine and not covenant, but the woman was too stubborn to admit it. Taking a few breaths, Shana put her knives away and waved Sling down from the elevator. "Why don't ya come on down from there before ya make any more noise and attract unwelcome visitors." the marine hadn't realized the soldier had killed an elite on his way down the shaft.,