She had bought him more time to work on compromising security. But now she'd alerted everyone to the presence of an enemy spacecraft. Even if the guards had been slaughtered by her strafing run, more had been called to action and fighters were being launched to intercept her. This was a less than ideal situation. By saving him, she had put herself at extreme risk. There were several missile warnings, flak and now the rapidly approaching interceptor wing on her six. It wouldn't take long for them to get into range, and if this continued then they would rip her out of the sky. The most insulting thing was that despite her sacrifice, Gabriel would be surrounded again, and this time the building was mercilessly riddled with gunfire. This was a distinct failure, and he'd told her to just turn away if such was the case. She assured him that she wouldn't just abandon him here, and stayed true to her word. But now it seemed like she would just die here with him.
— Light them up.
The fireworks display that was previously coming after her was now being redirected at the pursuit wing, a glorious display of destruction that would fling chunks of burning metal from the skies. The interceptors would find themselves ill prepared for the eventuality, and a brief glance at the situation on the ground revealed constant sprays of orange bolts. Turrets were firing down from all directions at the guards, turning most into culinary accidents. Vehicles were reduced to scrap and pristine decor was scorched and ruined.
