With crossbow mounted, Arbalest gazed upon the ruined city with her slightly less limited view. The state of the place still looked like complete shit, but it was the fact it was shit devoid of life that made her somewhat on edge. As if Rider sensed her concerns and decided to make them come to life, he chimed in on the radio;<span style="font-style: italic">"Found a trail of blood around the southwest corner.. Head over here ASAP."</span><br/><br/>Arbalest pressed the button on the communicator in her ear, "And I was just getting all cozy up here..."<br/><br/>Her tone expressed her annoyance loud and clear; she spent all this time getting ready for an all-out assault and she was recalled back to square one. With a sigh, she stood up, and jumped down the hole that could be considered a "Staircase." She tried to walk back as stealthily as possible for a person wielding a large clanking weapon.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>The Breaker finally arrived at the destination, and gave a slight wave to the three upon her arrival. She stayed back a distance though, behind a larger building, as her silhouette is about as big as the three of them put together. She learned her lesson from an earlier mission in which she gave away the position of her entire crew, and the end result was much more of a hassle than it could have been in the long run. She pressed her back against the wall, grabbing onto the sleeve of her jacket tied onto her waist with her left hand and twirling it out of boredom. Her right arm rested at her side, for obvious reasons, as she awaited orders from their senior breaker.