Rikive willed her shield to return to it's sheath form and put the blade back into it's place. Parael was safe from the decaying building, that was her main concern and now she could relax. A bit. The manbeast, Tony, was right, they all wouldn't fit into the lawman's vehicle. "I'll return shortly." She informed the remaining members of the...chaotic group, before taking off at a fast run away from incoming fire. Everyone was everywhere and there was no organization of their ranks. Hopefully that would change when they were out of danger and could actually think. 

When she first arrived to Midgard she had been completely fascinated by the modern car. She wanted to learn how they worked, how to drive one and learned quite a few things about them over the course of her research. She stopped her sprint when she found a dark blue Impala that looked like a model from the 1960's. Perfect. 

She broke the driver side glass with her elbow, the alarm going off but she very much doubted the owner would come outside. Popping open the door she got down underneath the steering wheel. After a few moments the alarm went silent and then the engine roared to life. Grinning she pulled herself into the driver seat and slammed her foot down on the gas petal. The car lurched forward with a screech of tires and she spun the wheel to turn it around. 

In theory she knew how one drove a car, in practice, as Parael had told her time and time again; she was not the best at it. 

Still she could point it in one direction and make it go forward. She returned close to where she had last left Tony and the rest of the group to fight and honked the horn to get their attention.