Elias was a bit stunned, though not entirely from the flashbang - though had hurt quite a fair deal. His ears were still ringing. Fear and surprise were the main culprits, though, as he'd though he was a dead man when a Maneater had come in and seemed to realize he was hiding in there. The swift rescue had been entirely unexpected, especially by what he recognized as Sariel's special forces.<br/><br/>He quickly followed Matthias and Ryan out in the street, clutching his crowbar tightly in one hand and a bag of shirts in the other. He wasn't about to let the first people who weren't Maneaters he'd seen get away. Especially when they had guns. Guns meant a higher modicum of safety. "So, this bunker," he started to say. "Are we going to hide out in it until they leave or something?"<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Raul heard glass shattering nearby and immediately shouldered his SACS 5, looking around carefully as his ears swivelled about to determine where it had come from. He could leave it alone - probably something being shook loose by that explosion he heard - but he decided it was worth a look. He skulked through the streets slowly towards the source of the sound and found a small shattered mirror, picking it up and looking it over.<br/><br/>"Huh," he muttered. It looked like one of those mirrors he'd seen in basic training, the sort used to look around a corner without sticking your head out. But if surely couldn't have fallen out into the street just by random chance, someone had to have dropped it. He eyes turned to a nearby house, and he started towards the door.