Coil took the stairs two at a time as he descended to the ground floor, Trickster, Oliver and Sundancer hurrying after him.
Hey, Crawler, you stand out there and count to 200…
“You,” Coil called out, not even bothering to recall the employee’s name, “The vault door. Open it. Squad leaders, organize your groups!”
Why? Shouldn’t they be coming in too? I don’t know if they need organizing for that.
There was a faint crash in the distance, and a vibration rippled through the complex.
Hello! Please, come in.
Don’t forget to wipe your claws on the welcome mat!
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