Damian dove from the rooftop and caught the rear lookout across the face with a well placed kick. The cigarette fell to the ground and man let out a sharp yell. He stumbled back, reaching blindly for his gun. Damian ducked low, drove a few punches into the man's stomach, then knocked the firearm away. It wasn't the stealthiest approach but at least it failed to attract the attention of the others inside.
After making sure the man was out cold, Damian retrieved the gun, checked the rounds then secured it on his person. He drew up his hood and took a moment to peer into the windows. Five men inside, excluding the one in the front. It didn't look like they'd had any place to be.
He circled the building carefully, pulling out his sword. He'd planned on confronting the lookout in the front in a more direct manner. One that was sure to get the attention of those inside. The larger man would provide cover and the front door would be a choke point.