Kevin kept moving while he waited for something to happen. It took a lot longer than he'd expected, but the contractor finally heard a shot that definitely wasn't a machine gun or the rifle that had been shooting at him before. Right after that, though, he heard the rifleman open up again, and he decided the only logical course of action at this point, would be to rush to Zara's aid before things got too out of hand. Sprinting was out of the question, since his leg was still on the way to being healed, but he hobbled up the hill as quickly as he could, rifle held at the ready the whole time. 

The geography of the hilltop was much more erratic than expected, however, and even as he crested the hill, the soldier failed to achieve a decent vantage point. It was obvious that this had been done deliberately, and the subtly fortified hill provided an unforgiving home-field advantage, though the werehyena was determined to fight through the obstacles stacked against him. The moment he had a vague idea where his enemy was, he laid down brisk suppressing fire. No more measured, meticulously counted shots, he burned through a magazine about as quickly as he could without flipping his rifle to automatic, and by the time he realized he was out of ammunition, he was half-way to reloaded.

"Come on you fuckin' bastard!" he growled as he smacked the bolt release on the side of his weapon. An instant later, and he was drawing down on a much smaller location for his target to be hiding in. Unfortunately, he still wasn't spot-on, and return fire whizzed by his head, and a lucky shot ripped a chunk of flesh off his shoulder. "Eat a dick!" he retorted, having finally spotted the rifle-toting raider. At the same time, he'd cocked his left arm back, and by the time he whipped it forward as if to throw something, his hand had filled with a fireball. This one looked different than the ones that had exploded into clouds of smoke, though, and indeed, it was much more exhilarating. When this globe of flames smacked into the tree the bandit was hiding behind, it burst into a gout of fire so hot it made the tree explode as it superheated the air around it. The man was thrown backward, knocked down, and thoroughly dazed, but surprisingly, still alive. Of course, that was easily remedied, now that Kevin had a clear shot, and he squeezed off one last round to finish the job before he started looking for Zara...