There comes a point where you just want to get things over with in the goriest way possible. No more slinking around in cramped sewer tunnels, no more tip-toeing around traps and speaking in hushed whispers for fear of being found out. Now is the time for Blood, and you can feel it as your own vitae rushes throughout your body on a wave fueled by your exhilaration.
You join the mercenaries on the front lines just before Qui gives the order to march. The mortals' breathing is regulated, muscles tense and ready to unleash a storm of lead at anything that makes an aggressive move. Water-proofed boots march through brackish water, the sounds of the advancing hunt once again silenced by virtue of Kashif Salik's secretive Banu Haqim sorcery. Bouchard has vanished from view and a quick check reveals that the same can be said for his scouts. Looking back to where Qui had been seconds ago, you're unsurprised to find that he's no longer visible, either.
The tunnel twists to the left and you're once again enshrouded in darkness, the ceiling gratings left behind at the larger intersection. The ground slopes upward, a wide staircase worn by decades of erosion causing the mercenaries' headlamps to bob unnervingly as they ascend to the upper landing. The ceiling is high here, and you're fairly certain that you're no longer in the sewer proper, more of an access channel to the world above. Maybe a treatment facility?
"Shit—what was that?" a mercenary whispers to his squad captain. "Permission to open fire?"
"Hold," the captain grunts. "I saw it too. Just a rat." She pauses. "Wait, why can I hear you? Weren't we supposed to be—"
Searing white brilliance bursts into being as eight flood lamps bathe the tunnel in light so strong it reminds you of the sun. Three figures stand on a raised platform ahead of you, their faces brought into stark relief by the abrupt illumination. A stunningly beautiful woman in front sweeps her gaze over the front-line mercenaries as they raise their weapons and pull the triggers; somehow her voice carries over the cacophonous ringing of a dozen rifles firing at once.
"Kill Each Other!"