As surprised as everyone else was, Clem looked around her, her firearm pointing everywhere her gaze stopped. Once she was satisfied nobody else was coming after them, she holstered her SMG and sat on the road, back against the car. The adrenaline had worn off and her right flank was extremely painful. Clem spat next to her, a mixture of blood and bile left on the pavement telling her this had been a close encounter. Her left leg still twitching from the shock, she put a hand on it to try and calm her spasms down, telling the rest of the team to "Help the people that are down and get back in the cars quickly, we can't stay here." The ork felt like lying down and letting herself recover, but knew they were an easy target to whomever would pass by.