Following the predetermined plan, Rachel was already in position among the middle of the crowds. She wasn’t exactly willing to commit suicide by allowing herself to be caught in the middle of all the people she was going to turn into berserks, but mission demanded she affected as many as possible.

 Rachel was had thrown off her disguise she usually used while in DC and was now looking normally. She stretched her fingers a few times as the time to initiate the plan was drawing near with every second. She counted too as the seconds passed away till the time to strike came.

 Quickly pulling a small baton with which she junctioned complete berserk magic, she started to pass through the crowds barely touching with it everyone she passed by. Though due it’s complete junction with the status magic, there was near 100% chance everyone who was touched with the baton to be afflicted. That’s why she just continued to pass through the crowds as she left a trail of  crazed mob behind her. A mob that was only going to get bigger. Thus she slowly increased her pace as she moved through the crowds. After leaving a decent mob behind her, she quickly looked around and targeted a few of the guards from distance with the magic.[color=39b54a][b]"Triple... Berserk!"[/b][/color] She muttered as she locked on 3 different guards near the crowds.