"Move!" Deity demanded. The two sprinted up the stairs and found a massive hole where the door was, and a pume of smoke. They made their way through and found a dozen bodies around them. This floor was different, as it was entirely an office. There were no more soldiers in the building, just one man who sat behind a massive oak desk with a wine glass in hand. It was half empty, and he took a long sip from it. It poured across the glass and past his dark dirty shaven skin. His eyes popped and his face was skinny, while the rest of him was rather built. "So you telling me..." He started. "You two took out just about all my men. In a day?!"