Furiosa moves quickly, taking the lead of her little group with a quiet nod at Natasha to take the rear. Azwel is a power-hitter, no question, but something about his impulsiveness makes Furiosa want to keep him corralled between them. Regardless, she figures they're all as well-equipped for this work as anyone in the Nexus, and she doesn't hesitate to make her way along their designated route.

She has her buckler at the ready, and she's as alert for ambush as she can be, but the sudden sniper shot catches her by surprise nonetheless thanks to the shit visibility.

"Eyes up! Eight o'clock!" She shouts out as soon as she gets a bead on where the shot comes from. Not for the first or last time, she wishes she was in a vehicle, but she plants her shield in the snow in front of her and crouches behind it, pulling out her own rifle and taking aim. Her first shot goes wide, but if she can just keep the sniper aiming at her instead of the other two, it's a start.

"I'll cover you. Do what you can as fast as you can."