Kirill was moving faster than he had wanted to, the grunts were closing in faster than he anticipated, baying for blood as they closed in on him from all sides. The alleyways were no longer safe...<br/>With a grunt of effort he ducked right, punching his way through a dry-rotted door, weight causing him to lose his balance. He tucked instinctive and rolled forward into the dingy building, years of dust shaking loose from the furniture and the ceiling.<br/><br/>He couldn't stop now though, the sounds of grunts approaching quickly forced him to his feet and up the stairwell, the old boards creaking and moaning as he darted his way up the staircase, his breaths becoming heavy in his chest.<br/><br/>All the way up and through another door he burst, onto the building's roof. From there he could see what had been following him...<br/>"Shit..." he spat breathlessly, his burning legs suddenly filled with renewed vigor as he turned away from the monstrous sight and ran at full pelt towards the edge of the roof, hoping his legs could carry him across the chasm of one roof to the other.<br/><br/>He cried out and jumped for all his might as the roof behind him exploded in a cloud of debris and shrapnel, the entire building crumbling to dust behind him as he flew through the air, the deck coming up fast.<br/>"Shit shit shit!!!!" he yelled, as he fell short of roof, flying towards the ground from five stories up at terminal velocity. He had to do something, and fast.<br/>With all his might he flung himself outwards and his fingers brushed a passing support beam. Kirill grabbed it and held on with all his might as his entire body suddenly jerked and swung forward in this new, painful direction.<br/><br/>He had not but a moment before he swung face first into a window on the second story of the adjacent building. The glass shattering and crashing in around him as he tucked and rolled into the abandoned room. The shock of impact reverberated through his body painfully as chunks of rock and stone pelted the side of this new sanctuary.<br/><br/>For a moment, Kirill laid there on his back, staring up at the ceiling as waves of dust drifted down over his helmet and armour. The sounds of crumbling supports and snapping beams slowly echoing off into the distance. Down below, the heavy footfalls of Locust pattered past the building, still roaring hungrily and gibbering for blood....as they passed.<br/><br/>Kirill slowly sat up, debris and glass falling off his armour into a neat human shaped pile underneath him.<br/>As he dragged himself up against the wall he pulled off his helmet and looked at the shard of glass that had lodged itself right between the optics. It was the size of a bowie knife and just as sharp, it could have easily pierced his skull.<br/><br/>Kirill exhaled sharply<br/>"Fucking hell..."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>