The droid floating up from the ground floor activated their shield drone, which absorbed the burst of Senjen’s repeater fire before cracking. They quickly fired thrusters attached to its limbs and weaved rapidly through the air in a winding route to avoid being hit again. At that velocity they might overshoot the right floor entirely, or they might hit the Utaysi like a tonne of bricks. 

Light poked his head out of the booth and spotted a droid approaching the kitchen on the opposite side. It was equipped with a similar weapon to Senjen, and was laying down a devastating curtain of plasma fire which was keeping the kitchen staff well and truly pinned. He fired at it, with limited success. He then turned the gun around and fired at the windows opposite where the gunship was wreaking havoc. The energy bolts still sloughed off without breaking through. Perhaps a heavier armament would do the trick…

The last exosuit soldier from before, the leader, staggered out from the doors leading back to the stairwell. Their body was covered in blood, though it wasn’t clear whether it belonged to them or not. The soldier pushed off towards the booth, spotting the boss and his bodyguard grappling with a droid towards the middle of the atrium.

Then all at once, three things happened. The bodyguard managed to plant his pistol square against the droid’s face, pushing the floating shield drone out of the way. He fired, putting a big hole in it. The droid then fired its own sidearm, putting an energy bolt clean through the boss’ thigh. He screamed like his daughter, white hat floating off his head to reveal a mat of greasy black hair. Then the boss flicked out the plasma baton he’d managed to extricate from his coat. It shimmered dark red and was instantly plunged straight into the droid’s chest. It jerked manically around, throwing them all downwards and back toward the side of the atrium Senjen & Light stood at. The red orb flashed, damaged within its chest.