The dimly lit corridor was filled with a metalic scent... one that was coming from the blood that was almost everywhere - it was covering the bodies, pooling around them, covering the walls and the floor. The entire hallway of twentieth floor was a grim reminder of the battle that ended about five minutes ago.
Grace was currently present in the hallway with some of her own an Davian's men. At this point, both of their teams were working together - switching and merging their tasks.
She had her hands resting on her hips as she surveyed the mess. Eight bodies were sprawled at odd angles around the narrow stairwell entrance. The place was a complete mess. She let out a small sigh and turned her very unimpressed gaze at Valeska who was almost hiding behind Ryan, or at least trying to hide.
It was Rio who broke the tense silence first, asking the most important question. "What's the plan, Boss?"
