"Uh...okay," Jen says through the AR once she and Yulla have dragged off the bodies off into some darker corners to be forgotten. Her tone didn't exactly scream reassuring, in fact she sounded a little nervous. Once she was in position she'd relay to it to Docca. The elf could hear the human's irregular breathing...apparently she was so nervous it carried into the AR. Steadily though, likely as she was lining up the shot, taking into account air resistance and the slight wind, Jen seemed to calm down.<br/><br/>"1...2...3...Mark," Jen said and she fired her round...right between the orc's eyes. The huge body crumpled against the door frame and slid down to the ground, leaving a trail of red behind him.<br/><br/>Timing her shots with Jen's, Docca guides her own rounds into the mooks on either side of the ork, one falling against the concrete wall, the other onto the ground. Clean and efficient. In the AR, Docca can hear Jen jump for joy.<br/><br/>On Docca's word, Yulla and Jen would move back to join the elf at the back entrance to the Red Meys.