Adrianne followed a little bit behind Inquisitor Zhevon, walking next to Stukov and Ben as they made their way through the street which at that point looked more like a warzone! 

Though while Stukov and Ben seemed preoccupied with scanning the crowd for potential shooters, their weapons aimed and primed, Adrianne walked casually between them and carrying her staff at her side, merely glancing in the direction of Aviza. She couldn't actually see the sister anymore, but the grizzly sound of a chainsaw brutally chewing through flesh and bone alike, as well as the accompanying horrified screams, made it quite obvious where the sister was!

[i]"A pious, zealous warrior cutting down a crowd of pious, zealous rioters. There's a bit of irony in there somewhere."[/i]

Adrianne thought to herself as she listened to the violence. Yet as she watched the general direction of Aviza through the rowdy crowd, an image of a giant, expanding fireball suddenly flashed before her eyes. A second of confusion, before her gaze fell upon the armored truck parked ahead in the open.

"Inquisitor, watch ou,-"

*BOOM!*

Adrianne screamed through her helmet, extending her left arm out in front of her. Yet it was too late, as the armored vehicle just burst out in flames as it erupted in a violent explosion! A destructive shockwave flew out from the center of the explosion, knocking arbites and rioters alike down!
Yet before the wave could reach them, a glimmering, purple barrier of psychic energies would expand out from Adrianne's left hand to form a shield in front of Ben, Stukov and her. The shockwave roared into them, but the wave, alongside flames and smoke would deflect right off the barrier erected by the psyker, instead flowing past them on either side and leaving the three completely unscathed!

As the wave passed, Adrianne would waste no time in abandoning it before rushing over to the Inquisitor whom she had been unable to shield.

"Are you all right, Inquisitor?" 

Fortunately the Inquisitor seemed to be as stern as he was stubborn, having taken no real damage from the explosion; at least on the surface. And hopefully wouldn't start coughing blood!

"Once we're all through, me and Velenthin will go into the brothel and comb the place for intel. We'll need one volunteer... "

Walking past the formation of shields set up by the arbites, Adrianne would turn to look back at Zhevon and comment.

" ... preferably one with a fire-extinguisher." Adrianne would add, tossing the burning building an odd look.