Damien waited on top of the stairs for his unknowing prey, he stiffened at the sight as they walked up. He Jumped from the top of the stairs onto A Bandit carring a shotgun. He quickly wrestled it away grunting but quickly kneed him hard in the stomach making him let go. "He's Her-" Damien cut him off with a shotgun shell to the dead making his head bust open. Blood and brain matter splattering every where..Including on him, Damien quickly turned around hearing the shuffle of feet on floor and used the shotgun to block a stab and kicked the hooded man away. He aimmed the shot gun blasting him away. The male ran away seeing the gun was empty, leaving the two bodies more men entering he quickly got to the gym. Damien waited at the door on the side ready to sighed hearing shouts calling from the halls that he had just recently left "Where'd he go?" one voice called from the hall echoed

"Quiet he'll hear you he's already taken down a few of our guys don't need him to be ready you idiot!"

"Sorry, Jeez you're a dick head. "The echoer said.

Damien unsheathed his Irish Celtic knotted short sword. He waited looking at the doors ready to go down. He quickly went to engage the enemy raising his sword and...