"COVER!" Hector yelled as he dove out of the way of the bolt that pierced clean through the generator he was behind. The generator exploded, causing him to fly forward md-dive and crash into a vent, leaving a large dent in its structure. Kisheto had been positioned to the side of the generator and was sent flying to the side as well, followed by a few more other mercenaries. Luckily, the worst injury consisted of a sprained ankle due to a bad landing, and the mercenaries were quick to bounce back up to their feet. Hector shook off his pain and ran towards the rest, quickly drawing his rifle once more. Kisheto coughed and stumbled alongside them as well, soon to feel a hand grasp his shoulder. He turned to see Hector supporting him as he looked off for the attacker, "You good, hermano?!" he called out, as the noise of disrupted tech was still resonating in the air. Kisheto simply coughed once more and nodded. 

The second the second bolt was shot, Julian had somewhat caught sight of its source, as he had seen the flash of lightning before it zoomed towards his group. In that instant, he slipped into his smoke form and flew as fast as he could towards the location, only to see Ishigo already hopping from shadow to shadow, closing in on whoever lay on the far side of the building.

Ishigo ran up the second to last generator and dove into the shadow of the last one, only to reappear on the other side of it. He prepared a fighting stance, but tilted his head to the side and relaxed as he saw the "attacker". [b][i]No, Ishigo, your guard. You're above this,[/b][/i] said Jin from within, but Ishigo brushed it off, subliminally letting Jin know that he knew what he was doing. At that moment Julian decided to try a basic tactic and flew past Ishigo, who was standing behind the girl. He came to a halt right over the edge of the building, now facing the girl. In a slow movement, his upper body arose from the orb of smoke, which slowly reformed to a large puff of smoke that seemed to resemble the vague shape of a genie's tail. 

"I doubt a pretty young thing like you would be our enemy, sistah'," Julian's voice was smooth and soft, and he also raised a brow as he smiled and crossed his arms. "I assure you, we mean no harm..."