From her position beside Abigail, Aria watched the group as they progressed. It was strange, their eagerness to rush into battle, after all, there was a reason they were in the sewers in the first place. She checked over her gear once again, thankful that Abigail answered so she didn't have to, and found it satisfactory. A good old ballistic rifle, complemented with railgun technology to propel bigger bullets faster than old rifles. This weapon was stowed in her backpack, thanks to its folding stock, along with its supply of ammunition. The group had some caches throughout the city so, if she did run out of rounds, there were always more. Next up was the Armatech Mk. 7 Laser pistol, stuffed into her jacket. It ran on solar power cells, but she carried plenty of spares within the jacket on the off-chance she was cut off from the sun for awhile. Then there was the pair of mono-knifes on her belt. They were sharpened on a molecular level, so they could cut through much more than a traditional knife. Indeed, the only reason they were able to be sheathed was by this specially designed sheathe. The amount of work required to make even this small sheathe was massive, so making armor with the same protection was simply not worth it, as it'd inevitably just be pierced by lasers, but for a pair of sheathes it had been worth it.

Tyrant did make a point however, their comrades would get orbitally bombed or faced with some similar fate. That said, she also knew it wouldn't be easy to open the gates with this many people. She leaned in closer to Abigail, whispering "Um..Abigail, I can open the gate myself if you'd like. You know I'm great at sneaking around, and I can defend the switch while our people come in too, that way you guys can do something else to help." Abigail was the mission leader, so in the end the call was up to her, but this plan made sense to Aria. After all, one person is less suspicious anyway, especially when that one person is never spotted.