The trio of girls would continue to debate whether or not they'd want to investigate, but soon they'd hear a roar of gunfire. It was unlike the usual bayonet or even guns as this sounded like one huge cannon tearing through the Lost. And not too far away, the girls would hear more Lost coming. Apparently the noise was drawing them closer and if they don't act, the new lost will likely stumble onto them.

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The Lost Soldier, incapable of speech and knowing only rage and hunger, easily fell for Ambrosio's taunt and attacked him, which naturally resulted in his blow being bounced back onto the Lost Soldier. He managed to stay on his feet just long enough for Ambrosio's weapon to pierce the heart of the soldier and causing the creature to return to ash. More Lost were showing up, both Thralls and Soldiers, and at this point it seemed like whatever semblance of order the Lost once had was now thrown away to act as a horde. While this meant less tactical decisions, it was replaced by sheer numbers. But that wouldn't help them very much either. "Alright Yazzy and the other guy, take cover!"

From above, the boy named Tuck appeared. And not alone either: knocking over what was left of an upper floor railing appeared to be a large mounted turret, with Tuck behind the controls. "OPEN FIRE!" The boy roared as his guns fired off hundreds of Ichor loaded bullets, ripping through the Lost below with ease. Even the soldiers with their shields could not withstand the sheer amount of firepower the boy was pumping out. But at the same time, his weakness was obvious: The turret itself did not move fast and lacked any form of protection, as more Lost were appearing on the second floor and rushed Tuck as he was trying to mow down the ones on the bottom floor. Yazzy was working his way up, taking a staircase nearby Ambrosio. "Tuck watch out, they're coming for you!"