~Cypher~<br/><br/>Simply turning, pointing the gun away from Ianthe, Cypher instead pointed it at the darkness.  Unlike Neymi, she couldn't see in the dark.  Instead, she was looking for shapes, movement, targeting scanners jolting around her vision, attempting to lock anything down.<br/><br/>*****************************<br/><br/>More snarls and growls came, but for now, whatever creatures dwelled in the dark stayed put.  They were awaiting an order, or perhaps just a sign of weakness to attack.  A voice then came into Darion and Ianthe's mind, colder, less angry, and instead filled with spite.  "Kill the others.  Kill them, and i'll let you leave.  Neymi stays, she and I, one.  You can't take her from me!"  It hissed, picking up in anger, but slowly residing back to a cold whisper.  "Kill the survivors in the tech wing.  Kill them, or i'll kill you."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>