“Orders from the Viceroy,” Villetta replied. A swath of bullets efficiently cut them down to a man. “Anyone that’s seen the contents without authorisation is to be killed,” she said to absolutely nobody. A quick scan of the area with infrared revealed no additional heat signatures. “Like that bow and arrow you’re holding, which I will now retrieve.”

What was it that drove a woman like Villetta? Simply ambition. Advancement. She was inches away from the top at this point, as far up as she could ever climb. All it took was simple diligence, obeying orders and being just that damn good at her job. She was a Knight. For some people that might be enough. She wanted more than that. She wanted to be a Baroness, and this was important enough to Clovis that she might very well get that for personally turning it in.

A few quick taps on her console to lock it up, check her sidearm was loaded and she was ejecting shortly thereafter. Whoever could have guessed it would be this easy? All she had to do was walk over a few unfortunate soldiers that wandered into something above their grade, bend over, pick up something ancient and return it to home base. Done and dealt with.

Except that she saw something out of the corner of her eye. Something out of a horror movie, which might be a strange thing to think for someone that just cruelly gunned down several men without warning: Such a person should not be horrified so easily. It was an arm. Hovering in the air without an accompanying body. The sheer impossible horror of what she was seeing was enough to distract her from what was in the hand just long enough for the trigger finger to pull.

-Lulu's Bizarre Rebellion Chapter 1

Heat traces wouldn’t matter with the gun, and Painted Black blocked that in any event.

-Lulu's Bizarre Rebellion Chapter 18(a)