Moving to the side, making sure that her luminator would shine past Stigga when the door opened, Magda waited, ready as she could be.  She drew some calm from the steady competence of the two assassins' stances, and steadied herself.<br/><br/>Just like a rumble, she thought, just like a mix-up between gangs. 'Cept this time, the other gang is somekinda monster that drives out the Imperial Guard, and I can count my gang-mates on one hand.<br/><br/>Sure, that's a reassuring thought, she snarled at herself and steadied her pistol.