[Salone]

Lev took the moment of confusion to fall off the table. Near him he found one of the assault rifles that had been tossed down. Knowing what one of those could do in a crowded room, he pulled the trigger and held it. Lead sprayed thickly in to the crowd, his aim nearly jeopardizing the person he was trying to save. As he fired he scooted across the floor, grabbing more weaponry as he gunned down soldiers at point-blank range. He gasped, hard. Even Lev knew that his act had just damned him. Perhaps he had taken this job just a bit too seriously. Unfortunately for him, he was already committed.