The streets weren’t quite as full here only a person here or there ducking out of a doorway to grab a scrap. Small gangs of cultists chanting as they walked in a group down the street. The mid level of the hive had become the main warzone. The guard had pushed everyone down it seemed and the battles were still raging some miles away between the False Emperor’s Soldiers and the Cultists. Celeste stepped easily over some debris with a severed hand sticking out of it. She frowned a bit and looked up at a rather large building that was obviously a living habitat. “I think this will be the most defensible.” She was the military buff of the group so she usually took the lead in times when it came to finding defensible positions and such.

Moving slowly up to the large arched doors of the complex she had Kallison and Miva slowly push the doors open. Celeste had her bolter at the ready aiming it at the doorways and the rest of the soldiers beneath her had readied their weapons as well taking aim at the opening before them. When they saw nothing she had them move in motioning for the rest of the group to follow after as they cleared and claimed the first room. She stopped and looked around. “This will work.” She frowns a bit and turns to look at her Captain. “My Lord this place should do perfectly. There are plenty of exits and defensible positions.” With her left hand she would reach up slowly stroking her left horn which sprouted from her forehead a slight curved leading to a sharp point.

Turning quickly to face her troops Celeste spoke in a sweet voice, as if poisoned honey were dripping form her lips. “All of you. Clear the complex first two floors. Any survivors hiding bring them here. If they resist kill them.” With a slow wave of her hand she dismissed the five women on their task to find any living souls inside the building. With a look over her shoulder she gave a slightly half hearted smile that seemed to conflict with her pouty lips. “Will this please you my lord?”