Jacob nodded, then entered a code on his glowing console. A panel slid open in the wall next to him with a pneumatic hiss, and a rack of polished sidearms emerged, held in a lattice of foam and metal.

"Depends what you're expecting down there," he said. "I prefer the Predator, myself. It's accurate, reliable, won't let you down. Not much punch, though. If you need more firepower, I'd recommend the Carnifex." He gestured at the respective guns as he spoke, then turned to show Lafiel a nearby workbench.

"It's all customizable, too." He picked up an accuracy scope and held it in front of her. Jacob had been polishing this particular lens just an hour ago. "Give me a few minutes, and I can attach a couple upgrades to whatever you pick. It'll give you an edge."