Maya was laying on the roof of the Lynchwood train station when she heard foot steps behind her. Lilith crawled up beside her, and whispered, “What’ve we got?” Maya looked back down the street. “Six waves of bandits have gone down that street,” she said pointing halfway down the main road of the town, “and two more came in from the caves. None have come back. Who ever’s on that shuttle, they are the most badass badass of all badasses.”
Lilith ran a few scenarios in her head, working out a plan. “Do you got the ‘Bee’?” “Yea.” “Okay, you go in by the bank. I’ll swing around to the other end of town. You’re the distraction, I’ll see what has kicked the Rakk hive,” Lilith said as the pair slid off the roof. They landed with a quiet thud and started to move towards their positions.