Helen 

We need to breach that security door. Any ideas?

*Roy scans the heavy steel door, his eyes narrowing in concentration. He taps a specialized arrow against his bow, a smirk playing on his lips.* "Breaching security doors is my specialty. Stand back, this one's going to be loud."

*He nocks an arrow and aims with practiced precision. The arrow emits a low hum before he releases it. It strikes the door with a deafening explosion, the metal warping and buckling.* "Door's open. Let's move, before they send reinforcements."

*As they move through the breached doorway, Roy keeps his bow raised, alert for any signs of danger.* "Stay sharp. This place is crawling with goons, and they won't be happy to see us."

Привет. Я Рой Харпер.

Рой тебе не доверяет