The rookies stood there in shock.
"Hey! Rookies!"
A vent high on the wall burst open with a clang.
Grika hopped out. The goblin engineer was wearing her new "Head of R&D" uniform: grease-stained overalls that had been tailored to accentuate her curves (mostly because she refused to wear anything loose near moving parts), a tool belt that weighed more than she did, and a pair of welding goggles pushed up on her forehead.
She landed on top of the chest, crouching like a gargoyle.
"You call that dodging?" Grika cackled, pointing a heavy wrench at Lena. "My grandmother dodges better than that, and she's a literal fungus!"
Lena bristled, her face flushing a deep, angry red that matched the "Failed" light on the slot machine. Her hand went to her sword hilt. "You! The shortstack!"
