Meanwhile, Russel was trying to find somewhere that looked safe, secure, and stable enough to take cover in until those that were more capable of dealing with this did their thing. By a stroke of luck, Fletcher had made it this far as well, and they were able to track each other down via the commrings. So now, he led Fletcher through these war-torn streets, around the rubble. If only he hadn't broken his arm, he wouldn't have to run away like this.

It was then he came across Fate, at first suspicious of if she were really a member of the crew or something he's dreamed up somehow. She didn't look like anyone he knew. "Hey, are there any decent buildings back that way?" he called to her over the storm.