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As Iso reached out for Jacob, Riley reached out to grab Iso's hair. The soldiers flanking Jacob both reached out for the young man to pull him back down. It was clear that if Iso's ability let her pull that much weight that someone was going to have to learn to fly.

Jacob hoped it wasn't him. He didn't want to die seeing the ground coming at him. He didn't want to die at all, but that probably wouldn't be helped with bullets flying all around, ghost women trying to pull him, and angry mercenaries he figured had orders to kill him eventually anyways.

"Not this time!" Riley shoted as he attempted to pull Iso to keep her from getting away. Or at least getting away with Jacob in hand.

Meanwhile, Sunny hopped into the driver's seat of the armored truck. The woman was quick to put it into reverse, trying to send the several tons of steel at the terrrorists attacking the NPA and Invictus on the highway. Both sides seemed to be holding their own thanks to large amount of cover granted by cars abandoned when their owners tried to get away from the gun battle.

Maybe running some of the opposition over could turn the tide of the battle.

Pillsbury slid himself out from beneath the heavily damaged vehicle Cassidy was trapped in earlier. He could smell the fuel, he didn't want to be there any time longer than he needed to be once the girl was safe.

"Get away from that thing." Danny said loudly, "The battery could still be running, all the fuel needs is a little spark and boom." He told the group of three, looking around in search of Catherine. "Weird..." He muttered.


"Come on, let's move." Pillsbury told Rick and Cassidy, gesturing for them to follow as he stood up. Only moments later he began to run towards where he last saw his fellow soldier.