Taking down an enemy(?) sparked joy. Although Lexent was still rather confused, he sent a query in lingua-technis on the same frequency the first person spoke to him.
"Brother, what is going on here?"
The lens of his lasgun glowed as a salvo of shots fell upon the enemy(?) leader.
Lasgun burst-fire (fire rate of 3, BS 37, +10 burst, +10 short range)