Cain grinned, shrugging to readjust the rifle slung over his shoulder and keeping his pistol raised.<br/><br/>"Yeah, well, I never was great at following directions. Figured the pretty boy was yours though, "<br/><br/>The woman glared at him, extending the potentially deadly stand-off. Cain continued.<br/><br/>"Look. If you're heading this way it means you must be looking to infiltrate the haven. That would give us a common goal. I don't give a fuck about your reasoning, but getting in alone would be a lot more difficult than accepting help."<br/><br/>He held his position, waiting nearly a full minute for the archer's response. Finally she spoke.<br/><br/>"Fine, I could use the help. But don't think that means I trust you."<br/><br/>Cain laughed.<br/><br/>"Who said anything about trust?"<br/><br/>The woman nodded, Cain lowered his weapon, and she loosened the draw on her bow.<br/><br/>"Alright, lets get moving then.<br/><br/>Cain exhaled.<br/><br/>"Glad we could come to an agreement."<br/><br/>The pair moved through the sewers cautiously, progressing through the muck and mire towards the haven's underside. Cain was comforted by the woman's presence, but still unnerved at the prospect of squaring off against stalkers. Most of the trip was uneventful, leaving Cain to mentally complain about the sewage seeping into his boots. As the pair neared their destination however, the peace was broken. Peering up out of the knee deep liquid, the woman's flashlight caught the wide, reflective eyes of a stalker. The creature screamed, the dying scream of one of its victims, then leapt out of the sludge, scurrying down the hallway ahead of them. Suddenly the sewer came to life, screeches, calls and crying from every tunnel, echoing in the deep. Cain shouted amidst the cacophony.<br/><br/>"Fuck! We need to get out of here, now!"<br/><br/>The woman glanced back at him, already moving.<br/><br/>"Just try to keep up."<br/><br/>Cain sprinted after her, sloshing and shouting getting closer with every passing moment. She stopped at an iron ladder build into the wall. It lead to a manhole cover in the ceiling. The woman looked to Cain.<br/><br/>"Try and keep them off me. I'll see what I can do about getting that open."<br/><br/>Cain nodded.<br/><br/>"If you really think stopping here is the best plan."<br/><br/>She shot a menacing look at him, he drew his rifle.<br/><br/>"Alright fine, we go with your plan."<br/><br/>The archer scaled the ladder, working at removing the cover from its seating as a veritable pack of stalkers rounded the corner in pursuit. Cain raised his gun and took a shot, dropping the first one with precision accuracy. He quickly chambered another round, killing another before the advance became to much to handle. He slung the rifle over his shoulder and drew his pistol, firing indiscriminately into the stalkers. One more dropped and the rest withdrew, most likely planning a safer course of attack.<br/><br/>"You haven't got long Artemis, get that thing open!"<br/><br/>"Last thing I need is encouragement from you, can it."<br/><br/>Cain shook his head, reloading his pistol magazine while waiting for another attack. Fortunately the long awaited sound of metal clanking against concrete came before the stalkers did. He looked up to see the woman climbing through the hole.<br/><br/>"Thanks for the heads up...."<br/><br/>He holstered his pistol and began to clamber up the rusted ladder.