[center][h1][color=#DAEE01][b]Salvator Rasch[/b][/color][/h1][/center]

Hell. At least the idea had worked, in part. The squad wasn't being attacked now, but the commotion this was kicking up was bound to alert even more trouble. God damn it, Salvator hated ethereal horrors. 

A quick look around the room showed that the situation was rapidly about to become worse: the emergency lockdown had been triggered. The voidhanger nodded in response to his kinswoman, hefting his shotgun up as he gestured towards the rest of the squad.

[color=#DAEE01][b]"Alice is right, we need to move. Double time, let's go! Through those doors!"[/b][/color] In his haste to make sure the group hauled their asses out before they were locked in, Kleo's little stunt with Echo went unnoticed until if the Unztadtlige​ would make any comment about it on his own. 

Salvator sprinted for the doors himself, hurriedly trying to pull back on one end to keep it pried open as long as he could for the others to make it through. 

[color=#DAEE01][b]"Minimize ethereal usage and keep your heads on a swivel, call out any incoming as soon as you have eyes on! Do not fire if any incoming doesn't make a hostile move, we don't need more attention on us. If they do make a move, weapons free!"[/b][/color]