"Dwight Grayson," the man replied. He glanced around the room.
Captain Gatara was glaring at the three.
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Deimos was inside the kitchen having a drink when he heard voices. He drew his pistol and followed the noises.
He traced it to a Tiger kneeling down by the communications crystal.
"Chong, the forces in the Inglorious Hotel are-"
He was roughly cut off as Deimos seized him and held his pistol to the Tiger's head. "You know what the penalty for spying is, right?" he asked.
Deimos did not wait for a response before he cracked the man - hard - across the head with his pistol, either killing him or knocking him out.
He then dragged the man out to the shooting range and shot him in the back of the head. He then sprinkled a powder that Haresh made for rapid decomposing of bodies.
Deimos then headed back to the lobby where Mr. Bigmouth was sipping a glass of essential water.
"Anything new?" Mr. Bigmouth asked.
"Caught some f---ing ass---- relaying info to that p---- Chong," Deimos replied.
"What did you do to him?"
Deimos frowned. "What did you think I did? I put a bullet in his f---ing head," he replied.
Mr. Bigmouth sighed. "I'll alert Briggins," he said, putting down his glass of essential water and heading up the stairs.
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Inside the convention center, the enmey forces were thinning somewhat but Ceela and her allies began to run low on ammunition.
One of her troopers threw a couch from the third floor, where it crushed an unsuspecting Dragonstorm trooper.
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Dirk holstered his now empty pistol as he led his group further into the convention center. "Nani! I could use some back up!" he shouted. A bullet grazed his head as some Dragonstorm troopers pursued them.
One of the troopers rounded a corner only to get sprayed with a fire extinguisher by Al, who then beat her to death with it.