((Actually, I have a plan so cunning you could brush your teeth with it, hold off the fast forward for a sec ))

Venge

Before leaving to grab a modest amount of beer, a proverbial lightbulb popped on above Venge's head. Turning around to address the group, he said: "How about I wait about outside, maybe on the radio to one of you guys inside; near the back, out of sight, whatever; and you message me if something goes down. I can cast a spell and bust through the concrete, no problem and charge in there. In fact, I could be on the floor above and bust in from above." Suggested Venge. "That way I won't blow your ****ing cover, unless it's already blown and I don't have to wear ****ty clothes or hide my instrument of pain." He chuckled, spinning his battle-axe around using the palms of his hands. "But it's the last spell I have use of today, so don't **** up!"