This whole thing was absolute chaos. These morons had the organization of domesticated cows. The only real reason they were getting this far was because of their inherent powers. Gray shook his head slightly as he listened to August. Surely she was thinking the same thing.

Slipping a hand to another pouch he pulled out a small push-syringe of a dark muddled liquid and approached their captive. "Hold her steady. I don't want to miss or this will hurt more than it needs to."