"Sir." [b]Snow turned to the gathered men. [/b] "Which squads we got here?" [u]"Seargent Arcane sir."[/u] [i][u]"General Reynfrey sir." [/u][/i] "Both of em still alive?" [i]"Arcane is sir."[/i] [i][u]"Reynfrey Is MIA. Status is unknown." [/u][/i] "Damn. Alright. Marker, take two of Reynfrey's troops. Get out on the streets round up those that didn't hear the message." [b]Marker pointed at two men and the team of three jogged out [/b] "Broadside. Take some men up onto the roof, cover the streets." [b]Broadside pointed at six men, and they went up to the roof.[/b] "Axe. Take two men. Watch the door." [b]Three men ran over to the front door, leaving only 12, including Quincy Still inside the café. [/b] "We'll switch out over time."