All hell breaks loose

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"Everyone ready?" Cassian asked with a soft whisper as he looked over up to cast a sweeping glance through his crew of shadows - a common mistake in the near absolute darkness they were in. 

The building currently occupied by the alchemy auction house wasn't always serving the same purpose. 

In fact, it was a building with a long history of changing hands between different companies, only to be outfitted for different purposes, stacking an impressive record of thirteen changes of ownership since the founding of the academy itself. 

Those constant changes, renovations and remodeling of the building's space led to the creation of the gap that Cassian and his men exploited.