The orc's head exploded, from the shot, and the woman scowled, clearly annoyed at losing her minions... then smiled, as the door hissed open, and the orc that fled returned, bringing with it a robot, like he ha encountered before, in the room where he rescued Khonnir, a flying robot lifted by a series of smaller propellers, long arms with clawed hands, suitable for grabbing targets.<br/><br/>"You, kill the armored one," she said to the orc. "You, harass the one in the back," she directed the robot.<br/><br/>Johanna took his advices, steadily retreating, into cover. The gargoyle took advantage of the opening, and rushed past the orc, engaged with Joanna, and the paladin, to gleefully claw at Isixam, though he took a hit for his trouble, and missed.<br/><br/>