[i]She was quiet as she left the building with Alice. Upon their arrival outdoors, however, the two of them were greeted with a sight that turned Rachael paler than a ghost. Armored trucks and mercenaries, a full-on patrol team. They were walking down the street along with several vehicles, all armed and bearing advanced combat hardsuits. On their shoulder pauldrons and on the sides of the vehicles, there was a stylized hawk on a gust of wind, what looked to probably be their insignia. Rachael tapped the card rapidly.[/i] [b]We need to go. We really need to go.[/b]