[Salone]

Picking up yet another rifle, Lev scrambled backwards, awkwardly standing up as he did. Still trained on the soldiers in front, he used his revolver to shoot at a window behind him. He turned and dove through it, realizing too late that he had only caused a minor hole in the glass. The pane shattered as he went through it and on to the dirt outside. Picking himself up (along with his minor cuts), he took off with the girl once again. He shouted at her, his voice still occupied with his numbness.

"Sho...am I employered by you?"