Xavier heard muted gunshots. The radio crackled, "They found us. Get the target, documents and go. Marc is done setting the charges."<br/><br/>"Are you outnumbered?"<br/><br/>The reply was calm, "Yes, two to one. We are shifting our position. Luke's squad has just secured some information."<br/><br/>"Be sure to be out by 01 05."<br/><br/>"Consider it done."<br/><br/>Xavier turned the corner, into a room. It was empty, same for the following ones, until the end of the corridor. Nothing. The demon had predicted this and escaped. But how? Xavier glanced at his watch, 01 00. He sprinted down the corridor, springing into aa crowd of combatants, scything a red path towards the exit. the radio crackled again. "We are pulling out! Repeat, all personel, pull out!" Xavier turned the corner and bumped into a burly man, and skipped back a couple of steps, his katana ready for any form of aggression.