<strong>"Lasers are neat. They emit rapid pulses of cohesive light. Since the photons are so close together, so tightly packed, all the energy they carry is focused on a single point, converting their kinectic energy to what we recognize as heat. Quite a lot of heat. If I fiddle this little knob here..."</strong>she does so<strong>"I can hold the trigger and it'll fire enough laser-pulses in ten seconds to reliably cut glaucite steel support beams in half. You know, the stuff they used to make the shells of fission thrusters? But that's a waste of a battery, I've only got four on me. So I prefer a smaller range setting. A shorter, more diffuse pulse."</strong>She fiddles the knob again.<strong>"It hits a refractive target - flesh, let's say - and spreads out. It can turn an ogre's chest into a barbeque grill, complete with brisket."</strong><br/><br/>She smiles and flicks her tail, satisfied with the situation of her gun, then guives a wide-eyed look to Maud.<strong>"Oh. Huh?"</strong>