The unmistakeable [i]whoosh[/i] of fire sweeping over dried wood swept through the room, quickly followed by the acrid odor of smoke. Mitch could feel the heat of it against the side of her body peeking out from behind the cabinet, contrasting the waxy cold sweat prickling over her skin. It was by the door. She choked; a quiet, nearly unintelligible sound as her trachea smashed against itself, already parched with Ash-dust. No way in [i]Hell[/i] did Mitch Ingram become a wanted felon and [i]go blind[/i] just to suffocate to death on the floor of some Ashland shithole. She popped off another shot. It clanged against metal before ricocheting to thunk into something to the left of where Mitch had aimed. [color=8C6868]"Watch the friendly fire,"[/color] Orion called, though the projectile had not so much as dented his side. He scoffed a bit at the Knight's remark: A shallow attempt to wash her hands of the harm done. Like he and Mitch had a choice. Before he could pursue her out the door, another figure launched through the window and fired off a round from behind him- closer to Mitch than the Knight had been. Mitch yelped at the sound and returned fire-- One shot in the vague direction of the shooter just as the scent and sound of water spraying filled the room and silenced the crackle of fire from the door. [color=76D7C4]"Orion!"[/color] Orion turned so that he could see the new threat while keeping the door in his periphery. [color=8C6868]"Not Eru,"[/color] he told Mitch, though that did not rule the stranger out as a threat. He squinted as she spoke, taking in her Billy-the-Kid-meets-viva-la-revoluciĆ²n ensemble, and turned back toward the Knight. [color=8C6868]"I'm pretty sure she could hear that plan, Scarecrow."[/color] He rolled one shoulder and made for the wall the Knight had ducked behind. If her plan was to play hide-and-see, she would soon find herself out of cover. There was little to no roof left to risk falling on Mitch. The cinderblock remains of the wall crumbrled outward toward the Knight as Orion ran and threw his full weight against it, shoulder first.