[h3][b]Sato Hashimoto[/b] // [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6jFaoLrLzd4]Corporate War Zone, F1[/url][/h3]	Everything was going according to keika-- err, plan. Except it sorta wasn't. The magic Sato was using made quick work of his targets, which was great, except more soldiers kept flooding into the room. Which meant that they weren't getting anywhere. Additionally, the guns the shadows had seemed like they acted like actual guns. As in, a direct hit might be a little too much for Kotori to heal. Hopefully that wasn't the case, but he wasn't about to try to find out.

	As Sato crouched behind boxes, with bullets ripping holes in them, he waited impatiently. Sure, he threw out a Garula once in a while, but without any kind of area of affect, his attacks hardly made a dent in the horde of shadows. His confidence was fading quickly, but it was as thoughts of retreat entered his mind that they heard Ayano's voice. [color=007236]"Guys you need to stop fighting now! Get out of there now before all of you are dead! The exit is just up ahead."[/color]

	So the same, but the opposite of what Sato was thinking about. All they'd have to was make a big enough cut in their forces so that they could rush through to the exit. Sato looked over to the others, nodding as if telling them that he's ready to go whenever they were. If they had any chance of getting over to the exit they'd all have to concentrate their fire at once. A good Garula or two mixed with everyone else's attacks had to be enough to cleave a passage.