"Always," she replied before going totally silent in her focus. Pew. Pew. Pew. Roxy made shot after shot, trailing behind Eggsy until she was out of foes to hit. Except the big guy.
"The Spire isn't taking a hit," the woman told her companion. There was a sound of her gun as she was likely changing in more bullets at unimaginable speed--for a normal human, anyway.
"You have to get out of there!" Lancelot began to rain fire on the larger guy to take him down, praying he would fall before he did any damage to her friend.