When the group reached the ruins, Arbalest followed Rider's commands without objection. When he went to investigate and assess the situation, she proceeded to press herself against a wall and wait it out. Her weapon would make her shadow stand out too much; the size of the crossbow made it seem as if she had a conjoined twin on her arm. Stealth wasn't her forte, but she would prefer not to bring down her team simply because of this liability. When the veteran Breaker motioned for everyone to spread out, the archer released a sigh of relief as she removed herself from the wall and moved down the street.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Now that I think about it, if the situation was as bad as it sounded, why is it so quiet?</span><br/>It took her awhile to register the fact that there wasn't a Behemoth tearing up the ruined city, there were no breakers attempting to flee or fight... were they already dead? Did they manage to hide and the thing just gave up? It seemed a bit odd, but she just hoped it wasn't the former. She continued strolling down the street, keeping close to the broken architecture along the way. Arbalest never saw much of anything, but she was also cautious about attracting attention.<br/><br/>6 kicked pebbles later, the bored Breaker came along a dilapidated building. The roof caved in, but the second floor was still intact. She figured that she'd be able to get a better vantage point from there, in case something did show up, she would be able to rain hell from 5 feet higher than usual. She, in a literal sense, climbed the stairs, since the majority of it was already destroyed. After clearing some debris, she tried to lay low under the partition of wall that still remained. There was still a cutout where a window once stood, figuring that she could mount her Angelus on top of it to stabilize her arm from the weapon's recoil if any Gehna were spotted. All this waiting gave her an itchy trigger finger, but she would have to wait for Rider's call to start bringing in the artillery.