"Good, good. That's the best idea," Lucca says. You can't tell if she's telling you or if she's trying to convince herself. "Let's get going."
As soon as you open the door to exit the small office, you spot a quick flurry of movement on the other side of the building. Lucca motions toward it and starts off at a trot. You follow, not sure you relish another battle after such a close brush with death, but fully understanding Lucca's reasoning for why it must be done. You follow after her, pursuing the running target. The mortal—you can tell she is one at this point—whirls in place when she notices you and fumbles at her belt, pulling loose a cylindrical metal object.
"Fucking burn, freaks!" she shouts before pulling a pin from the object and hurling it in your direction.
"Grenade!" Lucca yells.