"Fair enough, may those hogs be damned. Are there any OTHER forces we would convince to fight for us ?", the Xeno asked, barely hiding his disappointment.
It is true that freakish tiny building standing right there was aggrevating him more and more with each word of helplessness spoken. At first he was willing to get in the guards' pack and blow that device on his throat, but then he realized that he would not live long enough to see them burning. It was certain that these men at arms were much too numerous to attempt a direct raid. He shook his head nervously and answered loudly :
"I am not going to die as your >>martyrs<< did. There MUST be some way inside, not being a wild charge from the front...
...Sewers, that is.", he added, much more silently, his narrowed eyes glancing at their faces as he turned to his comrades.
"Or, if we could take a patrol down without alarming the others... This time, the dead silence is our greatest ally. Which means hand-to-hand combat only..."