[It's an efficient method. Efficient enough that Deuc can easily hang back, let Steve take point, only needed to drop a shoulder into some of the falling, wrap claws to one or two necks and fling those bodies aside. It's almost too comfortable, letting someone else do the work. Familiar. Not in a way he likes.]

I wouldn't like to claim I was planning any of this.

[He replies mildly, a grim edge to it himself. There's a break in the wave of assailants as the last one in the immediate falls, scrabbling to reach for them as they pass. Deuc pauses at the next turning, the choice between one way or another, listening to the shrieks and echoes of vibration rattling down both.]

There are more to the left. [His head tips slightly, gaze distant as he picks out,] With something heavier amongst them.