In the distance, over the static hiss of rain, the sound of metal and debris crunching underfoot of the patrolling machines can be heard. Two pass by the distant perimeter, red and blue lights flickering at the tops of the prong-like heads that protrude from the sentries boxy bodies. 

“Magitech machine guns.” Answers Garnier to Dana’s question. “Missiles as well, it looks like. Considering the size of those things, you probably don’t want to get stepped on either.” 

Lightning lances in the distant sky, flickering and leaving a vivid afterimage in its wake.

“Excellent plan, [i]dolcezza[/i].” Supplies Aiya, the dark-haired girl’s lips curling into a cat-like smile at Noel’s suggestion. She nods at Vanna after before noting: “Just tell us what support you need—our show starts once we get to our building.” 

The other two officers seem to be in agreement, as they offer no suggestion or objection of their own. Holst, the blonde girl, does step up to Dana’s side and note: “I can spot for you.” She indicates the pair of binoculars she carries.

Garnier, on the other hand, gets majority of the officer’s equipment. It looks like a fairly heavy load, meaning he won’t be moving very fast if pressed. 

“We’ll move when you give the word.” Says Aiya. “After you.”