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Hakan was still hidden, a ways away from the other two in his team. Keeping an eye on things, as he layed his longbow to the side and shifted his crossbow for use. He hated to waste one of those bolts on something like this, but he wasn't sure if a normal arrow would pierce through the tanks at this range.

Pulling out one of the bolts, he began ot fit it into the crossbow, staying as hidden as possible on the outskirts of the depot area. With his skills, they hopefully wouldn't detect him. Especially with the other two keeping them busy.

((Sounds good. Is it safe to assume, at the least, that the stone sheild was destroyed by the spell?

...I'll let Shou and Rivan work that one out.))

It all happened so fast- first there was a jeep roaring into the depot, then a stone sheild blocked the tanks.

"Son of a b***h," He hissed, turning towards the oncoming vehicle- packed with a motley looking crew of mercenaries. No one who could erect stone walls like that actually worked for a mining company.

They were going mighty fast, and none of them were pointing any nasty objects at him. It seemed they were going to attempt to run both Rivan and Stryphe over- sad mistake. He positioned himself between the oncoming jeep and Rivan.

He pointed his halberd at the jeep with one arm, casting a sidelong glare at the machine and it's occupants and bent his knees, assuming a grounded position. His eyes began to fill up with a thick, green energy that quickly poured forth in the opposite direction of tears- up into the air, dissapating not far above Stryphe's head. The space around him and his halberd crackled with intensity.

Right before the jeep would impact, Stryphe would grab hold of the weapon with his other arm, brace himself, and send the weapon low into the grill of the oncoming vehicle. Using the machine's momentum in conjuction with his own superhuman might, Stryphe would grip the weapon with all he had and toss the machine into the woods behind them as if it were a rugby ball.

Why leap straight into the air? Mooo figured the mage who Quin targeted had some kind of plan, so Mooo propped his foot up against the crossbar, using the car's momentum and the strength in his legs to propel him upward as well, stretching his left arm out to try and grab at Rivan's left leg, putting his gorilla-like reach to good use--his intentions weren't to hurt Rivan all that much, really, despite his cry of "GET THE ******** BACK HERE!" as he lunged for the spellcaster.

Rivan watched with anticipation as the burning chunk of rock was headed straight for the tank. He could almost taste the heat in the air when it hit. Suddenly, a wall of stone jutted up around his target, protecting the tank from the effects of his spell.

He watched with anger as the meteor smashed into the stone sheild, breaking both the meteor and the sheild into chunks of flying rock.

The jeep was blaring down on both him and Stryphe. By his posture, it looked like Stryphe was going to knock back the jeep somehow. Without thinking, Rivan placed his hands on Stryphe's back and cast Burning Passion on him, hoping that would help.

"...oh."

Jumping out of the jeep, Hein looked up at the jeep. What could one say to something like that? The guy was lifting a jeep. A god-damn jeep. He had to be something else. There was no way a normal human being could do that.

"What in the world are you?"

Drawing his Damascus tentatively, Hein watched Stryphe carefully, his eyes never leaving the demonic being.

The crossbow was ready, and the bolt put in. Hakan brought it up carefully, aiming towards an unprotected area of the fuel tanks. Being him, of course, the aiming didn't take more than a second or two.

He'd wait for there to be no more rocks flying, and then charge the bolt with a little bit of flame. Only a seconds worth, as he didn't need much. And then it'd release, the crossbow bolt flying to pierce into the fuel tank.

If nothing interfered, the spell would be released on impact. Which would make that tank go boom, taking the others with it.

Rivan was expecting to be knocked back at least a little bit and was surprised when Stryphe stood motionless as the jeep flew over him. He gulped as he started to charge up another spell. Burning Passion was good, but useless unless you could move. He gathered energy from moisture in the air and the ground, taking about five seconds. He then visualized Stryphe becoming Water and shouted.

"Grace!"