"Only one way to find out," he says, and he slowly gets to his feet. He cautiously moves in front of the turret, which stands blank and quiet. That's something, he thinks. If only he knew why, exactly, they'd bother to set up such primitive devices.

"I think it's safe---" he starts, before the eyestalk turns to face him and another spray of bullets shoots out. Whatever Morgana's done has set its aim off, and what should've been a chest full of lead ends up being the wall next to him instead.

He drops down immediately.

"Try again!"