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Lark gave Stark a short nod, ignoring Zach's idiotic comment as she followed Stark. Lark heard the sound of running footsteps and turned to see the machines and guards finally come down the hallway toward them. "Looks like they invited everyone to the party," Lark muttered under her breath. She stepped up to stand next to Zach, determined to prove that bows could be just as good as swords. She stood next to him, cutting down enemies along side him like an ally would. In truth, they were polar opposites, but sometimes opposites attract and Lark had the faintest thought that they would work good together.

'Let's see your bow do this!' he shouted an obvious taunt towards his ally.

Lark snorted, but watched him charge and cut the machine down in a bit of astonishment that she would absolutely never admit to. Lark couldn't suppress the chuckle as he stood and grinned at her. "Alright, alright, pretty good. I still feel like punchin' ya in the face though." She continued to chuckle at the man.

However, her chuckle was cut short as another machine rounded the corner and headed straight for the unsuspecting Zach. Lark quickly shouted, "Duck!," grabbed a less powerful explosive arrow from her quiver and jumped, sending the arrow over Zach's head and straight into the machine's skull. The head gave a loud pop that sounded like a rifle going off and the machine fell with a thud. She grinned up at Zach as she walked up to him. He stood a good ten inches taller than her, but Lark was used to looking up at people and somehow feeling taller than them. "Let's see your sword do that." Lark gave him a crooked grin and then picked the arrows off the enemies closest to her, waiting for the next wave of guards and machines.