Watching the door to the bar from across the street, Dailan noticed the guards go in and come out moments later, no blood, no violence, what a pity. They were holding a number of cred sticks together. Idiots, nobody bribes the USC, so why the hell did these punks walf out after so short a time. He listened intently. "Get the others, We're going in in five. That Saint guy is wanted by half a dozen corps for hacking carges. The kind of company he keeps and the ten bodies in the street makes me want the others here before we go in" Said the captian before two ran off to call in their comrades and five went to cover each exit. A tight mess these guys had made. Dailan Put his assault rifle on his abck and pulled the two pistols from his thighs. Lastly he pushed on his cloaking device and stalked towards the Group of peacekeepers as another collumn of twenty came down the road. "A real tight mess" he muttered, two guards turned to see what made the noise. All they could see in the night was a faint ripple before their blood was on the floor.