"Spread out you two to see if you can find anyone still stuck on this deathtrap. We're going to prioritise getting as many people out as possible." Ash clicks his tongue, already feeling the stress and pressure rack his mind.
"I'll clear the first floor." Zoey says with her typical lack of emotion barely an expression forms on her face before she waves sheerself off leaving the Ash's cloud of smoke.
"Ill clear the second." Leon says full of disdain as he amps himself up for a confrontation. As Ash ascends the staircase to the next floor Leon gets out moving down the turbulent corridors trying to keep his footing.
"Looks like I've got the third. We regroup on the second floor." Ash says through their communicators as he arrives on the third floor keeping his eye out for the familiar scruffy black hair and any other prisoners.