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I'll do what I can.
Kassandra sure as Hades wasn't going to take any chances. The second Yuma was seemingly downed, she lashed her Spear of Leonidas downwards at the body, confirming the kill on the zombified girl. Meanwhile, Arthur had frozen right after firing his shots, breathing somewhat heavily after having been knocked down. His grip on the LeMat loosened up as he watched the cadavers drop like flies. As Blake burst into tears, the American lowered his weapon whilst looking on from a distance. Poor kid. She was taking all the stuff they were going through the hardest, but this time he didn't want to say anything. No "We can't change what's done" nor "Y'er alright, girl" this go-about. He'd end up like Dutch spewing out "I HAVE A PLAN" every five seconds, which had made his point extremely dull by the tenth time in a row Van der Linde claimed that. Besides, people were helping Blake out. Instead, the gunslinger began reloading his LeMat, chambering it for more Explosive Rounds. He needed as much stopping power as he could get, considering things would probably get even harder from here.
The Eagle Bearer, meanwhile, sheathed her Sword and Spear whilst clicking her tongue twice. A second later, Ikaros flew onto her shoulder, since the coast was now clear. The Spartan began stroking her bird as usual, her brown eyes shifting over to her party to make sure the Blood Gulch team was okay. When she was certain of this, she sighed in relief as she watched Sage, who'd miraculously gotten his shit together for once, call for a send-off. She wasn't going to get in the way, and neither was the preoccupied Morgan, so both just watched the scene. Arthur lowered his head, though the Eagle Bearer didn't.
"Earth, mother of all, I greet you." The Spartan murmured under his breath, loud enough for people around her to hear but quiet enough that people on the other side would only be able to see her lips move. She may not have known those people, but others obviously did, so she needed to pay her respects. However, when Blake spoke up and declared the infighting needed to stop, both Greek and American nodded simultaneously. Kassandra wasn't so certain about this, especially with Sage and "Alexis" proving themselves as unreliable in her eyes, but Arthur sure as shit knew this all had to stop. He would've spoken up, but Wesker showed his face, interrupting the solemn ceremony. Once the man appeared from the elevator, Kassandra glanced over to Ikaros just before the Golden Eagle flew off to a corner of the room. This guy wasn't someone Ikaros could just harass, so the bird would stay out of the way for now; no eagle attacks would be coming Albert's way today.
As the battle began, Kassandra drew both Sword and Spear, but didn't make a move just yet. Because both Blake and Ciri looked like they were getting too close, neither swordswoman nor shootist interfered due to the possibility of friendly fire; only when Blake began to be choked out did the duo leap into action.
As Shanoa encased Albert in a crystal prison yet again, Kassandra rushed up to the prison, conjuring her Wrath of Ares. Once more, a golden spear and golden circle on the ground encasing Wesker marked the area where her victim would be slowed to a crawl, so even if Albert managed to get out, he'd be an absolute sitting duck.
"Hit him hard while we still have time!" The Spartan shouted, leading up for Arthur Morgan. Since Albert was encased in his prison, there was no need to use Deadeye; instead, he got up close, within Kassandra's Wrath circle, before fan-firing all 9 LeMat shots point-blank directed at the self-proclaimed god's head! To finish off his flurry, he swapped to the grapeshot underbarrel before shooting the loaded Incendiary Buckshot towards Wesker's left shoulder, potentially severing the arm and even hitting the heart if the pellets spread that far out.
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