Elin had narrowly evaded a fatal sniper shot, courtesy of Kintya's valiant courage and quick reflexes. A mad shuffle was heard at the far end of the hall, followed by angered threats from the very bounty hunter Kintya disposed of yesterday.

[i]No... this is all wrong. This can't be happening.[/i] 

Temujin growled a slew of incoherent curses in his native tongue. A plan he orchestrated for months was now potentially ruined. Had Silus sold him out? Did he tip off this lowly bounty hunter to their location? Gaignun Mordan was slowly slipping away from his fingers. The Mongol-Kadesan's bloodlust erupted. The robot nobly used its own body as a shield, deflecting the incoming spray of bullets. Temujin flicked the pin from a smoke grenade strapped to his utility belt and chucked it down the hall. 

"Everyone stay away from the windows until Ohkarr handles the sniper! This smoke screen won't last long. Distract them here, I'll flank them from below." Temujin then craned his head to everyone in the room in an almost robotic-like motion. "Whoever wants to follow, follow. But we hunt quietly. I have trophies to collect." Temujin initiated the sensors on his helmet, scanning the density of the floor for its weak spot. He spotted a huge collection of mold accumulated at the area just underneath his feet. Perfect. A loud thud signified that the smoke grenade went off, and a dense charcoal cloud soon enveloped their assailants. Temujin then probed the ground; feeling out for the highest concentration of mold, and punched it until his hand went all the way through. He quickly yanked his hand out, took several steps back, and jumped forward, high into the air. Tucking his head in and bringing his legs up to his chest with his hands, Temujin cannonballed through the floor and landed in the room below. He quickly dashed forward, unscrewing the knife-end of his lance. Unlike his usual, plodding gait, the Mongol-Kadesan's steps were quick and light-footed. The rage fueled from his thwarted plans burned deep in his veins, and the only way he could sate his wrath, was to plunge his blade deep into another man's skull.