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The sound of a hammer smashing down caught Jesse's attention; he snapped his head toward Freyja and saw the two ODSTs flying away from the blast. Jesse turned, his grip tightening to the point that he could almost hear the rifle protest under his grip as he fired full auto at Freyja, walking toward her as he did. The rounds lost a lot of their energy on the shields but they still drained them gradually. His rifle gave a click soon after Freyja's shields were nearly down, and he tossed away the empty magazine, reaching for a new one. "Back off, bitch!"