That was crossing a line. Lafiel wasn't a stranger to combat, but only a madman was willing to tear holes in bulkheads in the station he was located on, especially if he lacked a vacuum. Which meant removing his ability to do so as soon as possible.

Right now, she was crouched behind debris enough to keep her out of the direct line of fire, sneaking looks to see if she could set up a direct shot. Really, the best plan would be to lure him to a narrower place in the station, close the emergency bulkheads, then vent the whole section.

Of course, the question was how to do that. Lafiel considered the angle of suppressive fire and lined up a shot.