Sanctus sat on a bench looking around the headquarters they had started preparing. His men had managed to put up a secure parimiter at least, held back the demon forces... this may not be the most advantageous spot, but if nothing else, they had something. He looked around, tension was high, soldiers were on high alert. They had brought civilians to the base. It was safer than where they had been hiding out at least.<br/><br/>The civilians where all trying to find a place. The sewers weren't exactly the most comforting place to live, but they seemed at least glad to have a home, even if they all seemed to fear it would be taken at a moment's notice. His men were trying their best to make sure that didn't happen, as was he. He couldn't lose hope now. They were not going to lose this ground... he would make sure of it, if he had to take on the demon hordes by himself.<br/><br/>A young girl ran up to him as he was thinking, with a smile on her face. Sanctus blinked, looking at her, but she just thanked him for protecting them and ran back to her mother. He couldn't help but crack a tiny smile. He stood up after that and walked towards the exit, instructing his men to hold down the fort while he went out on patrol. He couldn't let a single demon slip through the cracks.<br/><br/>Soon he was crawling out of a manhole in an alley. The city was theirs, but all the same they were very cautious. They were sealing off all entrances and exits to the sewers that weren't consealed, and a number that were, so that only a handful of designated entranceways existed, which they could focus their defences on. Humanity's cities grew rather large during their life, so theoretically, if they were cautious, it would take the demons a long time to even figure out their base was in the sewers, let alone where in that massive labyrinth of tunnelways.<br/><br/>He began to patrol the city by himself. His men often cautioned against him doing so, but he could call in support if necesary, they weren't that far, and he could handle himself. In fact, as he kept reminding them, he fought best alone. There were two reasons for that. First, to protect others from his demonic half if it got loose during the fight... and also because only the higher-ranking members knew about his nature. He didn't want to frighten the others or the civilians, with the idea that their great commander had some demon blood in him. Sure, rumors spread from those who had seen him exert just small amounts of his power, or seen what he's been able to take down by himself, but all the same, they were just rumors and his men trusted him.<br/><br/>Wondering into an empty abandoned street she took a moment and stretched his back.<br/><br/>"Well, hunting time, I suppose." he commented quietly to himself, checking his gun and making sure he was ready for a fight before continuing on.<br/><br/>(edited for minor typoing)