[Naked Crook]

Anaconda growled as he pushed forward, using his massive size to push through the barricade and Marines. It did not take Anaconda very long to break through, leaving nothing but wreckage and bodies in his path. Nighthawk watched from cover, as he held his fire, only taking shots if he needed to. However, at the rate that Anaconda was moving, Nighthawk could not remain in cover for much longer. Nighthawk: Let's move forward! Let's keep up! Nighthawk emerged from cover, moving in prone, as he kept his sights forward. As Nighthawk began to close the distance gap, he noticed that the few surviving Marines began to fall back and group, running away from Anaconda. Nighthawk scoffed, as he yelled out. Nighthawk: Anaconda! Hit the deck! Now! Just as Nighthawk had finished his sentence, Anaconda allowed himself to fall to the deck, his chest hitting the ground with a loud thud. With the line of sight clear, Nighthawk had clear shots of the retreating Marines. Without any hesitation, Nighthawk began to fire. Tye and Cameron also joined in, as they fired their weapons down the corridor, around and over Nighthawk, who was in prone as he fired. Tyber: Open fire! Take down those Marines! Don't let them fall back! Meanwhile: Xyrho had left his private chambers, as he moved through the corridors of The Divine Inquisition. He was on his way to the Barracks to try and organize a team of Elites to bring with him to The Ulterior Motive. As Xyrho made his way to the Barracks, he ran into Voro, who was with several of his Spec-Op Elites. Xyrho: Voro! I require a moment of your time! We must speak! Voro looked at the Elites he was with, as he nodded and dismissed them. Voro then looked back to Xyrho. Voro: What is it, Shipmaster? Xyrho: I require your...expertise. I am about to begin a charge against The Humans...and, admittingly, I will require your talents, both as a pilot, a swordsman, and a special-operations officer. Voro: Is that so? Xyrho: It is. However, you should know that this is not a request, but rather, an order. You will comply with this order. Voro laughed, as he stepped towards Xyrho. Voro: Of course Shipmaster...of course...