[center][b][u]Sector A - Market District[/b][/u][/center]

Kisheto shook his head and sighed, "But think about it, yo: if we were on the rooftops, we could get a huge advantage." Hector raised a brow, "We'd also be stuck there, since most of us can't survive the jump off. It's an easy way to get pinned if you don't have a kage, hermano." Kisheto shrugged and sat back down with his back leaning against the wall on the street, "Eh, I dunno. Whenever I'm on the roofs, I feel like I'm in charge, y'know? Like I got the element of surpr-"

[b]*BOOM*[/b] 

A burst of electricity shot right past Kisheto's left shoulder and tore through the glass display wall next to him, effectively crashing inside and causing a bunch of store appliances to overload and explode. Kisheto barely rolled out of the way, only to see multiple street lamps explode and fall over, managing to pin down one of the mercenaries on the other side. "SHIT WHAT THE FUCK?!" was all he could yell as he quickly stood up and drew his rifle, frantically aiming around to catch sight of the attacker. Hector and his half of the squad quickly formed up around Kisheto and he raised his arm, pointing to the sky with two fingers indicating that he was preparing to take aim. "STEADY, find 'em, find the bastard!"

Ishigo quickly ran into the middle of the street and whipped around, facing the direction the electric bolt had shot from. He then thrust his hands forward and the shadows cast by the building shot two ropes that covered his arms in a blanket of shadows. He pulled back and continued to strain the ropes before quickly letting go and being shot up and over the building. Julian was still in shock and shook his head as his ears rang, due to the violent explosions that broke off around him. When he finally came to his senses he quickly looked to the mercenaries around him, who were also rapidly shifting their rifles about to hopefully catch a glimpse of their attacker in their scope. Julian looked up as Ishigo soared over, and he instantly clenched his fists, [i]'Go time, brothah,[/i] he thought to himself as slowly, his feet turned to a thick black smoke, which continued to engulf his body until he had completely turned into an orb of smoke scaling up the building. 

Ishigo's flight slowly began to end as his launch met the downward end of its trajectory. It was in this moment, as he passed the vertex of his maneuver, that he caught sight of the attacker. He quickly did a front flip to balance his fall as he now faced downward in a diving position. "HERE!" he called out, only seconds before diving right into the shadow of a rooftop generator and effectively disappearing. Hector heard his call and instantly dropped his raised arm and thrust it forward, now pointing his two fingers towards the rooftop, "COBRAMOS, AMIGOS!" he yelled before running to the opposite wall. Kisheto followed closely behind, wondering how he would scale up the building in the armor he wore, but his question was soon answered as each mercenary began to pull out what appeared to be a harpoon gun. Hector raised his hand once more in a "hold fire" position, "Line up, RAPIDO, hermanos, let's go, let's go!" The men quickly created a neat row of harpoon wielders, and Hector quickly joined them, kneeling beside the left-most mercenary. "Kisheto, grab my shoulders." Kisheto raised a brow but simply followed his orders, unsure of whether the idea was at all safe. Hector then dropped his arm and shouted, "3, 2, 1... FIRE!" The harpoons then simultaneously fired off, and mid-flight, they burst into a blue-ish, purple-ish light, which then created a glowing rope connecting the spears to the guns that had shot them. Hector smiled as his harpoon pierced clean into the wall of the building, and he pressed a button on his gun, which resulted in a bright flash at the location where the harpoon had lodged it self. After a quick tug, he yelled out once more, "3, 2, 1... UP!"

In a quick flash, all the mercenaries, including Hector and Kisheto, shot upward until they were a mere foot away from the edge of the roof, holding their weight by using their legs against the wall on which they hung. Kisheto took the opportunity to quickly reach up and roll over the edge, after which, all of the mercenaries followed suit and rapidly unhooked their harpoon guns. Julian's smoke form suddenly flew past the row of mercenaries and rematerialized into his body right next to Kisheto, who had drawn his rifle as the rest of the mercenaries. The mercenaries then broke forward into a healthy jog as their rifles stayed resting on their shoulders with sights in the center of their eyes.
Hector called out, "WE GOTCHA' NOW, HOST! DON'T TRYTA RUN, WE ARE MORE FORGIVING THAN THE MILITARY!"