The Asset bids you to follow him down a nearby street where you find a dozen infected corpses. These people were clearly slain by blades, though not by you. Carefully considering the Asset, your suspicions of his lethality are written plainly in the blood pooling at your feet.

The shadowy man proceeds to lead you south between crumbling buildings and smoke-filled alleys. Slipping down one narrow street, a flaming building collapses before you in a heap of timber and debris.

Working your way through the charred remains, you carefully avoid several still-burning sections of rubble, patting out flames that scorch your clothing, and finally reaching the far side of the avenue. You find the Asset already waiting for you several feet ahead, unharmed and leaning against a wall. You swear there is a look of amusement on his face as he turns and continues down the alley.