Tirus' years of military training kicked in, and he and his whole squad immediately turned heel, and began sprinting back towards the exit. Not so fast as to trip the other members of the unit, but fast enough to get the hell out of there quickly.
"So you don't have anything ready? You're either really slow, or just stupid. Shitty. Old. Man." Said Flint while scratching the back of his neck, while looking at Milo in contempt.
