Ahh... well that explains a lot. [Deep breath in. Deep breath out.]
[Okay, Mel. Time to act. Don't think. Don't think at all.]
[There's someone counting on her. She has to do something useful. IF she can't keep up...]
[The paranoia and worry eat at her, but that feeling is what gives her drive. Enough that when the bandits rush out for their inevitable sneak attack she's already poised to fire right at one of the mounts. It catches the beast in a leg, making it make a pained noise.]
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[Okay, Mel. Time to act. Don't think. Don't think at all.]
[There's someone counting on her. She has to do something useful. IF she can't keep up...]
[The paranoia and worry eat at her, but that feeling is what gives her drive. Enough that when the bandits rush out for their inevitable sneak attack she's already poised to fire right at one of the mounts. It catches the beast in a leg, making it make a pained noise.]