[Dark-F137]

Dark moved up toward the armory, shooting anyone who got in his way. He then broke into a sprint, pushing, bashing, and throwing away anyone who was unlucky enough to be in his path. He slammed into the door shoulder first just as it closed. "No!" He yelled, cursing himself before looking over at Anaconda. He rolled his eyes. "Back to it, then." He said, turning on anyone he missed. The Trust would have fire coming in on both sides just after Dark finished reloading his rifle.