Nikolai patted Chandler on the back, as he observed the damaged foundation of a once great city. Nikolai had never been a fan of hordes of people, but the lack of people in the area brought upon Nikolai a chill that only the years of solitary confinement brought him. "Though I've never been much of a planner, my first guess would be that we follow the sounds of battle. Any company is good company, even if there the fighting type." Nikolai said, chuckling as he began walking towards the source of sound. "If we're lucky, we might even find someone more reckless than me, I mean I know I'm awesome, but being the only one in the group with a bit of reckless abandon can be a bit of a downer." He continued, as he holstered his knife and revolver.