<blockquote class="uncited"><div>Halvorson glared at her, then turned to Mad. "We got two fellas up on the roof, looking to extract you and take you into friendly territory. Since you're down here, though, you can help us out. Could you take us to the cell Mark Karogen's being held in?"<br/><br/>Before Mad could reply, O'Toole's gun rang out. "GUARDS!" </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Mad ducks behind a rock pillar, frowning and drawing her gun. The guards open fire, blowing rock chips from the stone. She ducks out to fire back, driving the guards into cover for a second<br/><br/>"Aye, I could." She nods, yelling to Halvorson. "But I'm bettin that's where the Lady's headed. By now she'll know we're here, and she knows we'll want Mark, even if he's just a secondary objective. She'll want to fight us on her own terms. Even now she'll be suiting up and arming herself, or heading there already!"<br/><br/>Baz's dry cackling laugh echoes out over the cacaphony. "What're we waiting for? If we beat her there, we'll have the advantage. If not... well we gotta kill her sometime, better sooner than later!"