Under the helmet, Declan grimaced in disgust. A little part of him was actually impressed by the guts their dedication, but it was that very same dedication that prompted his reaction: what sort of indoctrination were the Defiants doing to persuade all those youths to go through what basically amounted to torture? And all of that just to kill innocents?

He clenched his fist. Images flashed through his mind, as his hatred flared up: Defiants mercilessly firing on unarmed civilians; the bloodied bodies of his parents, unconscious on the floor of the mall; a wounded Beth unsteadily getting back on her feet in the center of the smoking crater.

No more would he stand idle. No more would he let them get what they wanted.

No more.

Let the fireworks begin.

The sound of a missile being fired echoed in the woods.

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Rocket Launcher on the armoured person and as much other Defiants as possible. 30' burst, Dodge DC 20, Toughness DC 25/25 vs Lethal Damage.