Mercy kneels in agony. Her shooting arm has been cut off by an Avean Captain.

  Major Mercy
AAAAUGHH!
My arm... you bastard, my ARM!

  Avean Captain
I'm in a good mood, human.
So consider your life spared.
Be grateful.

Mercy glances over at her discarded gun.

  Avean Captain
What are you...?
HEY.
Don't try it.
Don't even think about it!

The Captain yells sternly at her.

  Avean Captain
Are you even listening to me!?
I can see that look in your eyes!
It won't work!
Do! Not! Try it!!

Mercy continues to look over at her gun. Wheels turn.

  Avean Captain
I swear to HELIX if you so much as TWITCH in that general direction--!















Mercy sits in a medical tent. Both her arms have been cut off. She looks extremely annoyed.