Open to General Fighting of Minions etc
When the minion hit the ground in front of her, Fred inhaled sharply in surprise, eyes widening. She'd been so intent on nearby targets that she'd failed to see the one creeping up on her. Gaze falling on the plate sticking out of the minion's chest, she looked up to see Jake.
"Thank you," she said quickly, giving him a small, relieved smile. "That was a nice shot." And extremely timely, for which she was grateful. She found another bolt, manuvering it into place.
As it clicked, she nodded. "Absolutely. Let's mow down some minion butt."