[center][h1][color=#DAEE01][b]Salvator Rasch[/b][/color][/h1][/center]

Multiple intruders. Two separate groups of potential hostiles: worms and whatever cybernetic horror was waking up. Compared to this, Salvator almost missed the days where all he was doing was planting dirty bombs and carrying out hits on Conglomerate civilian officials. At least the mundane's horrors were well-known. Sentient rationale was easier to comprehend and process than ethereal horrors from beyond the rift. 

King's suggestion had Salvator nodding. Unbeknowst to the former, Salvator's thoughts had been going the exact same way from the moment he felt the corpse booting up. Quick haptic typing on his AR display relayed the approximate location of the worms and their movement paths across the squad's HUDs for the ethereal-blind in the room. 

[color=#DAEE01][b][i]"Squad, go to ground. Corpse is giving off signals, going to try to lure the worms to it using the shroud. Do not engage unless any of us are targeted directly. If the three worms outside come in, stay out of their way and sneak past. Let's try not to go hot unless we absolutely have to."[/i][/b][/color] 

The voidhanger concentrated, manipulating the etheric shroud he'd thrown up so that the space the corpse was occupying suddenly spiked with power. With the accumulated ether concentrated in one place, it would hopefully draw the attention of the worms while still keeping the squad concealed with the greater signature constantly pulsing to those nearby.