Thomas looked all around, there must've been seventy of the beasts chasing him. 'Some grenades would be nice right about now...' he thought. He decided not to deal with them and picked up the pace to his top speeds.<br/><br/>(Ability activate: Athleticism)<br/><br/>Thomas was really moving now, he held his rifle close to his chest as he ran. He occasionally turned around and ran backwards while firing into the mob of creatures, hoping to peg a few before he had to turn back. Thomas had done this about three times before the clip ran dry. He turned back around and continued running. He saw he was approaching an intersection, so he'd have to decide which way to go. He looked ahead of him to see if simply going straight was an option, if not he'd have to make a split-second decision...