Let Au Revoir do it her own way

You understood Vaarvel's concerns, but Au Revoir was the only agent in the room who even feasibly had a chance to overcome all of those Adder agents. Even with your bomb, you didn't think you stood much of a shot; you'd just be getting in her way. You nodded to Au Revoir, causing a grin to spread from cheek to cheek upon her face. "Oh ho ho! Oui, oui! I will cut every head from the hydra that is Adder!" the woman boasted, poetically.

"... A hydra's heads grow back when they're cut," Vaarvel reminded her fellow agent, still grinning, but with pained irritability at the other girl's occassionally dull-witted nature.

"Not if you kill the whole body!" Au Revoir laughed, then checked the magazine loaded into her rifle. "Wish me luck!"

You certainly hoped she wouldn't need it. This wasn't exactly your most shining moment as a handler, otherwise known as the supposed tactical expert of the group. You moved forward to help her, but Vaarvel caught you with one hand and held you back. "Remember, Ciao: you've still got Bound Blood 1000 in your body. If any superior officer of Adder issues you an instruction, you could turn your gun on your own allies. Best to let her handle this herself," the Goodbye Girls' deception expert warned you. She did have a good point...

You waited with white knuckles clutching onto the statue at your side, as Au Revoir charged into the hallway like a soldier running through the trenches. When the first Adder agent showed himself around the corner, she caught him square in the chest with a close grouping of gunfire. The next one to emerge got the same treatment before he could even raise his weapon. By the time she'd rounded the corner, she was cackling with her own enjoyment, resting one hand on the wall to steady herself while firing into the room. "Diiie, Adder! Let's see you regret your super soldier program! What good has it done you!? It's too late to regret your ways!" For all her bravado, gunfire was being returned from the other side; you could only hope she was prioritizing the highest threats.

For one heart-stopping moment, you saw blood shoot from one of her shoulders, the one that wasn't holding the gun; it severed the bikini strap, but a wardrobe malfunction was the last of your concerns. Had Au Revoir just bought it?

With a roar, the Frenchwoman tossed her gun across the room like a tomahawk. You'd heard the old wisdom: never throw your piece, but it seemed to do its job of disorienting whoever was left. Au Revoir ran in further; you heard maniacal laughter as she hammered what sounded like a squishing slab of meat with an unseen blunt object. When she returned, she was covered in blood that hadn't been there when she'd been propped against the wall... you highly doubted it was her own. The woman squinted her green eyes happily, her face beaming despite her injury and her condition. "I could use a good swim, or a bath! Ha ha ha!"

You couldn't help but laugh along with her... The scene was just too surreal. Still, one of her arms was clearly hanging... she was in too much pain to lift it. You warned her to bandage it up. "Ooh! You are always so caring, Ciao. A little wound like this is nothing. Put it out of your mind!"

"We have to get after Adder Adjutant," Vaarvel interrupted the two of you, leading the charge out onto the deck. If Adder Adjutant wasn't among the dead, he must have escaped through the window, meaning he'd be headed towards the largest unoccupied deck to access some kind of escape vessel.