>>5541404“Weapons free, open fire!”
The instant Cleo von Clifton heard those glorious words, she let her instincts take over. Stepping swiftly forward, she crowds the barely waist high Spiker with her riot shield. The ungainly little intruder tilts backwards on its tiny legs, trying vainly to line up a shot past the towering obstruction - taking the bait. With a feral grin, the Ulveng viciously backhands the Spiker with the shield, leaning into the blow and following through as if it weighed nothing. With a clatter, the Spiker topples over, flaring white from the blow and subsequent impact with the deck. Truth be told, Cleo expected her attack to do more than just floor the invader, but it does look a little duller than before so she dismisses the thought with a mental shrug.
<span class="mu-r">Cleo performs melee takedown. S6 armour down.</span>
The Spiker’s legs flail about for a few moments, before righting themselves with respect to the deck, dragging the body back upright with some unseen force. With a few shaky steps it reorients itself, turning towards its assailant. Cleo is ready for it. With another quick step forward, she pins it in place with a knee and raises her pistol. “Thanks for playing.” She snarls. Placing the muzzle of her weapon against its front crystalline face. Two successive trigger pulls penetrate the depowered Spiker’s armour and it bursts into white flame, burning rapidly down to nothing.
<span class="mu-r">Cleo performs a coup de grace with her pistol for 3 damage. S6 destroyed.</span>
