The unit of ten policemen, jogging trough the night in full gear draws some attention. A few sleepy folks peek out from their houses and apartment blocks as the unit makes it's way to the edge of the city where the motel is. "Okay, sorround the place. We're gonna use flash-bangs just like the lady suggested. Cliff and Tony handle the fun." The excited leader positions his unit all around the building, having not much more than rocks and grass as protection. Two men prepare underslung grenade launchers and aim them at the window. "Ready when you are... Unless you're sneaking up first?"<br/><br/>Inside, the owner panicks at the drunken girl picking a brawl with the very person that he just learned is a wanted criminal.  He's not a bright or composed guy. Running inside, he tries to pull the 'butch' away. "No! Don't! It's not your room, please excuse me madam, don't shoot...!"<br/><br/>For Chronos and Bloodsword to detect the attackers. DC 10 for Chronos, DC15 for Bloodsword(since Chronos is outside.):<br/>Roll 1: 27. Chronos notices what's going on.<br/>Roll 1: 17. Bloodsword hears the commotion outside.<br/>