Perceptor smoothly drops to one knee, raising his rifle to his shoulder, targeting systems flashing over his HUD as he lines up his shot with small, precise adjustments.

When he finally squeezes the trigger the gun jumps slightly, Perceptor moving with the recoil, already lining the sights back up as the projectile punches a sizeable hole through one of the spiders, just behind the head. It staggers slightly, hovering for a moment before it crashes to the ground.

The other spider turns at the sound of the shot, starting toward them as soon as it spots them. Perceptor trains his rifle on it, but doesn't fire quite yet.

"Yours?"