The cell block shook violently, as explosions rung out, in the distance. The brute standing in front of your cell was knocked back, stumbling to regain his footing. The door to the cell block opened, the slight chime of the door echoing through the vast block. Shots rang out as a single elite minor open fired with a carbine, splattering the brutes purple blood against the wall. He would walk along the cells before finally coming in front of yours, glaring at you.

"The flood is here. That is a fate I wish upon no one. If I release you, you must swear upon your life, that you will not attack me."