Senjen suppressed some flashing warnings in his field of view while they were on the move. Whatever it was, surviving this crisis here and now took precedence. They had gotten one more level down, with still far too many to go, and this one was just as chaotic as the last. There were too many of these droids pretty much everywhere, and it did not seem like fighting was going to be the way out. He fell in behind the soldier holding the repeater, though not firing on anything just yet to avoid calling immediate attention to them. 

“Any other ways out, or at least down to the garage? Side routes, maintenance pathways, anything?” Senjen asked the soldier. He figured that the people who worked here would have a better idea of the building’s layout than himself, Light, or any of the attackers. There had to be [i]some[/i] other way to get out of this place than the front door. Fire exits, maybe? Whether this place was meant to be more of a restaurant, casino, or fortress, it felt more like a giant coffin, to use a Human analogy.