At the question from Fanya, Darion just shook his head as he stood up from where he was sitting.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Nope, a little busy saving their butts to notice anything new...”</span>Darion began but fell silent when all the dozens of sounds filled the hallway.<span style="color: SeaGreen">“Oh great...  something else is coming skittering down for us.”</span>Darion grumbles as he fell into the circle next to the fire team, he clicked the selector on his carbine after retrieving them from the ground, and retrieving his hat.<br/><br/><span style="color: SeaGreen">“In position and ready.”</span>Darion confirmed as he knelt down into a crouch, ignoring the nagging pain in the back of his legs from the shrapnel of the grenades.  The skittering sounds were giving him a very bad feeling, this was not going to be fun... maybe.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>