Garviel waits for her, and as she moves in, he waits, making sure they both have a clear view of each other before he engages with a desultory burst of bolter rounds, aiming not for Signum but rather at the pillars around her, smashing off jagged, sharp rock fragments to create a razored storm of obsidian, trying to distract her for long enough to shoulder-rush her to the floor. He doesn't detect the card, and as such, may be about to get more than he bargained for by drawing her into the close quarters.
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