“I’d rather not piss this thing off. Let's just get inside - how are we looking?” 595 replied, glancing back from down the sights. The CSF virus had taken Freyr’s suggestion as a challenge; the gouges and hole reappeared alongside several new rends.

A light thump brought the Agent’s gaze back to the parkland. A mist was falling, but she could see the outline of a large humanoid shape stepping quietly out from behind the skyscraper. It began stalking closer to them, with the ground shaking slightly under each step. 

“You can get in there if you cut away some of the jagged edges.” Freyr pointed to the hole in the barrier. “Hurry!” She looked back at the slowly advancing figure.