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The return of silence wasn't exactly comforting--Fiona half expected something else to jump out at them if they dropped their guard for even a second. Fiona backed away from the black smoke, double-checking her ammo. She did her best to be as efficient as possible, but she'd be lying if she said she hadn't wasted a few shots. The Grimm moved faster than she anticipated; she wasn't going to make the same mistake twice. The last thing she wanted was to end up being a burden on the team. Or worse--she'd end up being the weak point.

She was snapped out of her thoughts as a strong guest of wind blew away the smoke. Letting out a sigh of relief, she figured she should get her head back in the game. [color=lightblue]"Thank you, Kohaku,"[/color] Fiona thanked her first and foremost. At least that was one less thing to worry about. Rio was eager to take point again, with his semblance revealing that there were, of course, more Grimm. She seemed to have the same thought as Saffron as the girl expressed curiosity on how big the bunker was. 

[color=lightblue]"Regardless of the distance, it's best to stay on guard,"[/color] She decided to remind them, taking her spot after Saffron. [color=lightblue]"This bunker seems to have been built some time ago, so there should still be a distance before reaching the depths of where the Grimm would house themselves."[/color]

After a brief pause of thought, she added, [color=lightblue]"Whatever Rio senses is likely a wandering group. Let's stay in formation as we proceed."[/color]

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