The distinctive crack of a gunshot rang out as one of the droids reeled back, a bit of electricity arcing along its suddenly-ventilated head. If Jecht had wanted a distraction, this certainly might seem a godsend.

A smaller form ducked behind his column, crouching next to him. "I'll need one of their rifles if I'm to be any help beyond this, that was my last bullet," Yotsuyu explained, though her eyes were bright and there was a tight smile on her face. "I was saving it for something like this."

But it had served its purpose, that bullet.