[ That's enough for him, and he sets to work on crashing through this poor abused building again, one floor at a time. Thankfully, he ranks way up there in terms of agility, so it doesn't take too long before he's shaking some plaster off of his shoulderguards and looking around at the dimly-lit space of Floor 11. ]
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Man, what a dump.
[ Not that he helped. ]