Shots glanced off the railing behind the Lithium Sample as he raced up the stairs to the roof. Several floors below, there were muted explosions and screams. The Lithium Sample grinned and tossed a grenade down the stairs as he emerged onto the roof. He jumped onto the ladder of his waiting helicopter and, just for the hell of it he fired a few incendiary rounds into the piled barrels of Mr. Li's spit. Then he yelled to the pilot to take off, and yelled again, before climbing into the body of the chopper and realizing that there was no pilot, because he had been stolen from the chem lab. As the barrels exploded into a raging fireball, the Lithium Sample flew off into the sunset, laughing demonically.

Later, in the underground mountain lair of the