Bermegan continued through the narrow alley, constantly looking forwards and backwards for any sign of enemy forces. Suddenly, the high pitched scream of a Vergal pierced the air.
"Where did that come from?" Bermegan shouted aloud, searching his surroundings. From around a corner, a little child came running straight into Bermegan's arms.
"Are you a city defender?" The little child whimpered quietly.
"Yes, I am. All of us here are working to save the city. Now tell me, what have you seen?"
"The roofs, they're on the roofs searching for survivors. Please help me."
Bermegan sighed and placed his hand on the child's shoulder.
"You can come with us until we reach the city outskirts. Then we must let you go." He turned around to the others behind him. "Keep the kid safe, and watch out above. They�re up there, somewhere."