"You take your time, Chance. We can keep going down this sewer for another mile and a half if we need to."<br/>Alexi took another puff of his cigarillo and finally put it out, the embers extinguishing in the low water level. He took the time to reload his weapon and check a few meters down the sewer. Suddenly, the commotion in the building came out onto the streets. Gunfire could be heard on the surface, as the last remnants of the black market bodyguards had left the building and were still trying to fight their way to freedom. He tensed up, knowing it was going to be difficult getting out of there unseen. He remembered a prayer from his military days that kept him safe. Hopefully God was listening.<br/><br/>"...Therefore put on the full armour of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God..."<br/><br/>He allowed his voice to pray softly, and he repeated it as he readied his rifle to get out of the manhole and jump right back into combat, if need be.<br/><br/>He waited for the all clear from Chance before making his next move.