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Byatis was about to crawl ahead, suspicious of the synthetic as he normally would until he heard a gunshot from above. His invisible body shuddered once he heard splashes in the distance behind them and....yelling. Byatis could smell the scent of gin even over the sewer filth. And was that the sound of a chainsaw?! Byatis let out an unnatural growl. "Cover's been blown.....khkehkehkehkheee...for you. They still can't see me." Byatis crawled up onto the ceiling once more. "I'll cover your man-made posterior if those morons come along looking for a fight." With that, Byatis turned to look ahead of them. He can hear the splashes of several guards heading this way. He grumbled once more.

Not that Sentinel could se but Byatis was looking straight at him from the ceiling. Obviously forcing himself, he asks " What is your name, synthetic? It better not be a series of letters or numbers, I hate that."