"Right." There was no telling how many creatures had been unleashed. If they stayed here waiting for their prey to attack, it was likely they would never get anywhere with every new wave of attack that hit.

The quickest route seemed to be materia-based. Any creature standing in their way would be slushied or fried in a matter of seconds. It helped clear the new corridor real fast. The smell, though, was unfortunate. Tifa had been pretty confident in her assumption that she had smelled all that the underbelly of society could produce. Apparently, rotting dog hide just hadn't been a popular fragrance in Midgar.