Fleur knelt in the catacombs and pulled the backup weapon from her ankle-pouch, the weight increasing in her hands once it came out entirely. "You came for war, didn't you?" Louis muttered as she checked her magazine and clicked it into place. The AR-15 had a full automatic setting, but she only had two clips for it. At least they were both extended magazines, she thought sourly, but I still have limited ammunition for this.