[It's a good concern to have. It's also Blake's concern, even as she seizes her weapon and turns her back to Dwyer, prepared to fight the Bulette off if she has to— or try. It's obvious that they're outmatched, but if she can just get another clone to take a hit—
There isn't enough time. The Bulette charges towards them and Blake throws both of her arms up.]
Dwyer, get back—!
[There's no chance for either of them to run. Just as the creature is about to trounce her, it goes perfectly still in mid-air, only for the simulation to fade a moment later.
If this had been real, at least one of them would have been seriously injured— or dead, more likely.]
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There isn't enough time. The Bulette charges towards them and Blake throws both of her arms up.]
Dwyer, get back—!
[There's no chance for either of them to run. Just as the creature is about to trounce her, it goes perfectly still in mid-air, only for the simulation to fade a moment later.
If this had been real, at least one of them would have been seriously injured— or dead, more likely.]
We— failed?
[That has to be a failure.]