"It'll be seen better if it's on the roof, but...Hunter, you need to be ready to clear it of anything up there. I can keep the rain off afterwards. ...They're all over the campus...So the city must be just as bad, if the rain is reaching throughout it..."

Hunter nodded, reloading his pistol as they reached the rooftop door. He took a breath, Voracia taking her place next to him. Calmly, he placed one hand on the handle. Voracia gave a deranged grin, fanged teeth glinting in the light as Hunter shut his eyes...and threw the door open. The pistol sang out as Hunter emptied the entire 12 round clip, dropping 12 demons in rapid succession as Voracia tore forward, snarling as her hair grabbed survivors, squeezing, strangling, or simply hurling them into her mouth like a woodchipper. Blood soared through the air as Hunter reloaded, then dove forward, another 6 rounds dropping demons with horrifying precision. Voracia spun in place, blood trailing out of both her mouths as she repositioned herself in front of the sniper. Gunshots rang out as Hunter kept up the pressure, empty shells dropping around him as Voracia kept the demons from getting too close to her master. Then, silence. Nothing remained on the rooftop as Hunter holstered his gun, breathing out slowly. Minor demons, weaklings, and dreglings. Nothing powerful, nothing the pair couldn't handle. The element of surprise, Voracia's brutality, and Hunter's precision had given them a huge advantage. Anything else would have ended with someone dead...without missing a beat, Hunter opened the rifle case, assembling the massive 50 caliber gun.

"Girls, I'm trusting you to keep me safe now. Setting up Over-watch. Voracia, assist Id however she needs."

The famine demoness nodded, wiping one hand across her lips and flicking the blood aside as she took up position. The sniper felt his body draining, he wouldn't be able to keep Voracia out much longer. It didn't take long before Hunter was set up, the rifle propped and aimed down the side of the building. The scope swung back and forth as Hunter began his job, the job he was trained for, the job he was best at. He ignored the rooftop, he ignored his surroundings. Id said she could keep the place clear, he had to trust her.

Two students in the hallway across from the library. Demons pouring in from behind. Three shots rang out, and the windows erupted as the heavy bullets shattered through, eviscerating the demon's heads and dropping them into mushy piles of gore. A heavy clack as Hunter pulled the bolt back, ejecting case after case as the rifle sang. Two more students, riding a...demon horse? Demons at their heels. More shots, and they had some breathing room as Hunter swung the rifle around, emptying a full case into a larger mass that was being harassed by two wolves. Reload, find a target, kill it, reload, find a target, kill it. Hunter was absolutely focused, eyes wide and unblinking as his rifle sang out with each shot. There was not a single individual who wouldn't be able to hear the Barrett screaming. Hunter swung the scope over again, centering on the forest...and froze.

"....Oh God, north side NORTH SIDE!"

Ignoring the grounds, Hunter focused the entirety of his onslaught on the seething mass of nightmares that was pouring through the North forest.