Dimitri lowered his weapon as Petrov and Eldric arrived on the seem with a group of men. Between the Captain and Sergeant taking to him in one after another, he didn't know who to start with first, especially considering the tone that Eldric was using. Worse still, as his eyes darted to the Throne he could feel that painful tingling sensation in behind his eye as it scanned the Angel automatically, a horrible reminder that he wasn't fully human, a reminder that [b]they[/b] could take him over at any moment. Thankfully, or rather [i]unfortunately[/i] his thoughts and the attention of the soldiers was immediately disrupted by the sound of gunfire outside of the church gate. Isaac reached out and grabbed Capt. Petrov's shoulder to get his attention "You and your men came on a damned good day Captain. Have your boys go to my booth and open the safe, the code is 1-4-7-8-3-9. There's [url=http://peterku.deviantart.com/art/Vulcan-armory-289803737?q=gallery%3Apeterku&qo=3]some special things[/url] in there that I had planned to sell you guys today. Things that dance to the tune of twenty five rounds of armor piercing goodness per magazine." He said with a look somewhere between pride and determination. Dimitri considered cracking a joke about expecting extra payment for the 'sneak peak' of his new babies, however it was neither the time, nor the place. For now, Dimitri nodded to the Captain and ran for the gate, prepared to fight, and if need be, die to protect the trading hub.