Sig still underground, trying to think of a way to get rid of all the soldiers.
"Get back right now, the Kid can't get up, I'm going there to him" he heard Spike say in his mind "and the place's full of steam, the others might not to get out before it all dissipates."
"Oh great...!" There you go, bring people to a massive stash of food and they pay you back by making you risk your life. Sig continued flying through the ground. The soil split in front of him, went around his body, and filled the hole behind him encasing him in a moving bubble of air. He grabbed a few stones and came back out from the hole in the warehouse.
"Can't you guys go any slower!?" He shouted as dust fell around him. The steam blinded him, he saw only white, and due to the water particles quickly forming in the air, the sound was deafening. Everything seemed to happen right next to him, the gun shots, the sound of feet on concrete, shouts of the soldiers...
"Where is he?" "He's here close by but there's soldiers too. Wait, I think there's the girl as well, I don't know how she got there!"
Sig started running in Spike's general direction, following the Guardian's telepathical voice. He hit various crates, once he even tripped and fell, but quickly got back up. Soon he got to Spike and stopped, looking out for Yahtzee. Some guards snapped their heads towards Sig and the turtle, but Sig was faster and threw the stones in the air, accelerating and aiming them with his powers. The guards fell simultaneously as rocks hit them at incredible speeds and knocked them out. Yahtzee's body was there on the floor, lying conscious less, and Cora was there, crouching, ready to attack. The sight put Sig in a very bad mood.

Ignoring Cora, Sig bent down to pick up Yahtzee, putting him across his shoulders with great effort. Suddenly, a sharp pain entered his left leg, and then another a couple of seconds later by the waist on the right. Sig grunted and cursed under his breath but started limping forwards. The exit wasn't in sight, Sig didn't even know which way to go. "Spike, break the floor! I'm not strong enough. And you Chill Brain, stay close to me and shut up!" Spike didn't even answer, he stood up on his two hind legs and stomped on the warehouse's floor, only cracking it slightly. This process took way to long, he threw Yahtzee onto Spike's shell then painfully climbed on himself. "Get on!" He shouted to Cora. The great turtle turned his head left and right and finally saw the exit! The steam started to dissipate, as the water diffused into the dry air outside, and since when on all fours Spike's head was closer to the ground than Sig's, where there was less steam, he could see further. The adrenaline is Sig's blood pushed away the pain in his leg and waist. Spike just kept running, crushing crates and boxes, and soon was outside, finally free!