Gift.

The thrall sensed the coming attack and roared. With a slam of its tail, it created a new barrage of projectiles and launched it at the maid.

Lara didn't move even with the rubble raining at her. A bluish-white glow enveloped her body as she blocked everything with her Force Field, and at the same time, the white light on her spear grew in intensity.

She was about to launch her own attack when the thrall suddenly turned around and swung its tail. It might have been a mindless Fallen but it was still able to recognize the Force Field blocking its projectiles, which prompted it to coat its thick tail in one in an attempt to overcome that of the maid.

Lara wasn't about to take a strike of that kind so she jumped to evade the tail then landed right on top of it. The instant her feet touched the scaly surface she lunged forward, the skirt of her black dress fluttering as she closed the distance between her and the thrall in a flash.