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[b]Chambers Building, Lost Haven[/b]

Chike Baatul's trek up the Chamber's Building was relatively uneventful. He'd been expecting maximum resistance; an army of goons standing between him and the bomb. But there wasn't a soul to be found. The civilians had made a hasty escape, leaving Polemos as the only one in the entire towering structure. Which made the hike up all 105 flights of stairs rather boring. He didn't bother to slow down or stop along the way up. The serum suppressed ninety percent of all fatigue toxins for an extended period of time, gifting Chike with Olympic level endurance. He covered all one hundred and ten stories of office space in the span of fifteen minutes. It would've taken Chike twice as long without the serum pumping through his blood. Upon reaching the top floor, it didn't take long for Polemos to locate the final stair case leading up to the roof. He broke the lock that prevented unauthorized personnel from accessing the roof like it was tissue paper.

There was no bomb to be found. Wind whipped at Chike's unprotected cheeks, the cold biting and tearing at his exposed flesh. He pulled the torn cloth closer around his person (as he often does) and stepped further out onto the roof. Chike pulled the tracking device from his trousers and double checked its reading; this was the place. The weapon had to be here. There wasn't anywhere else it could be. It could be nanotech, too small for the naked eye to register. Or maybe it was hidden by some otherworldly cloaking field. Perhaps some form of magic shielded it from his sight. All of the above could be in play. Whatever the case, it was here. Polemos could feel it. Chike retrieved a second piece of technology: a machine capable of producing a close range Electromagnetic Pulse. He had...borrowed...it from SuperIOR when he and Thune had raided their offices earlier that day. Chike activated the EMP. A small shockwave of energy left the handheld gadget and spread over the entire roof.

The lights from nearby buildings flickered off. The EMP had worked. Yet, there was no sign of the explosive. [color=aba000]"Useless piece of crap."[/color] He growled between gritted teeth, chucking the instrument across the rooftop in a fit of rage. Time was of the essence, but nothing was working! It was at this time that Chike noticed the small shapely form atop a common broom circling the Chambers Building. Polemos brought up his rifle in a lightning fast move and trained the weapon on the obviously inhuman stranger. [color=aba000]"Land, or I put a bullet in your skull!"[/color] Chike yelled at the witch. He waited until she complied to approach her, within a couple of meters to allow for understandable dialogue. [color=aba000]"Who the hell are you and who's side are you on?"[/color] He asked, the gun aimed at her forehead. [color=aba000]"We don't have long before that bomb goes off."[/color] He continued, not bothering to let her answer his inquires. [color=aba000]"If you're with Pax and value your life, you're going to tell me how to shut this thing down. If you're not, well..."[/color] Chike trailed off. [color=aba000]"I probably won't shoot you. But I could use a little hocus pocus right about now."[/color]