There were times she had been told she worried too much, or that she was too paranoid over the potential of anything happening. Lal's need to protect those around her meant she needed to be strong, and that meant she needed constant training. That's not to say she didn't rely on her weaponry, and she was more than happy to receive both her gauntlet and box weapons back. She safely secured them to her belt but no sooner had she done so that she was made to use them.
“Watch it!” It wasn't her place to step in when other's were inches from their end, but there was a touch of familiarity about the young woman that stirred up something within Lal. In an instant, her beloved Zamba, the cloud flame centipede, escaped it's confined box and pierced through a small army of drones, it's ever long body easy maneuvering through metal as Lal held up her arm, gauntlet firmly in place, and opened fire.
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