"No." Sarah says.  "But we've a few power weapons here.  That should do the trick."<br/><br/>She moves close, and whispers, speaking privately to Cortez one last time.  "Captain, you can't seriously be thinking about using this barbaric tactic.  Believe me, if you do, your reputation will be tarnished.  Not every foe you meet in the years to come will be a Chaos mutant.  Some you will be able to bargain with... but not if you are known for such tactics.  Please reconsider."<br/><br/>She guestures to Arkhah.  "Let someone open that flanking position Arkhah has found.  I myself volunteer to be your second distraction.  I'll lead the Sentinels past them under cover of smoke when the flanking position is open... we'll slaughter them, but through good, legitimate tactics, not fear or barbarism."<br/><br/>She looks carefully at him, tears at the corners of her eyes, her chest heaving somewhat from the intensity of her emotion.  "I'd be... very grateful to you, of course."<br/><br/>Cortez notes, once again, her beauty... and the promise in her eyes.