An orange shield slapped into view, most of the rounds missing, the ones that would have hit slammed into it, a fizzle heard as they where incinerated. Then it winked out of existence. She noticed the man was unmoving, and knew how this game would go. She would have to make each opening move. But considering this was a factory, everything was an advantage. She left the current hall then, making her way around to the next, where she stalked, her HUD in thermal vision, letting her see Jason through the many cracks and what not of the rows of boxes. She had a plan. And it involved napalm.