[Well, whaddaya know? He's going for the option behind door number three. A round of Blasters circling the building itself, firing off on all cylinders and blowing out the supports until, at long last, he feels the roof tremble as the structural integrity finds itself just - just horribly compromised.
And then he's on the ground again. Fires off a quartet of Blasters just to speed things along, and then shoves his hands into his pockets, phalanges curling around the hard pit of the Locket in his fist.
Don't much matter if they make it out of the building or not.
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And then he's on the ground again. Fires off a quartet of Blasters just to speed things along, and then shoves his hands into his pockets, phalanges curling around the hard pit of the Locket in his fist.
Don't much matter if they make it out of the building or not.
He got what he came for. Or something like that.]