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Louisa cast a sidelong glance at her two companions as the repugnant and ferrous smell of blood began to become more discernable over the already unpleasant sensory environment of the sewer. She continued carefully pacing along, as quietly as she could, but the heavy weight of Grendel did not lend itself well to stealth even at the best of times, and she winced at every grinding noise of her plated feet against the concrete.

She opened her comms, speaking quietly to her teammates.

[color=82ca9d]"Okay - Drakos, Fukada... do you think you can sneak up and pounce on this thing? It can't be f--"[/color]

She was interrupted by a scream that pierced through the dense, cloying atmosphere. She felt a flood of adrenaline, and tactical considerations of organizing an ambush were replaced by basic instinct. With a heavy leap, she broke into a thundering sprint as she charged along the sewer tunnel in direction of the scream.

[color=82ca9d]"Screw it -- let's go!"[/color]