[quote=@Cruallassar]He notices the hum in the air and the increase in heat, and looks around with worry. His ethereal sight appears in his eyes as he searches for the source, and takes some time to scan the vehicle as well.[/quote]
He saw nothing more than he had before. The strange, brass-colored wheeled carriage had a very faint magical source somewhere within its interior, but whatever it might have been was barely worthy of notice.

[quote=@WiseDragonGirl]After an exasperated sigh he looked at the sky, at least it was getting warm now. Quite warm, to be honest. And pretty fast too. [/quote]
He looked up to see a strange, bronze-colored corona of dull light tearing down through the sky towards the intersection. The light it emitted was very faint - if the sky had still not been faintly grayed from dawn, it would have been nearly impossible to pick out against the sky's natural saturation. There seemed to be an object - make that two small objects - held within the corona. Tall vertical shapes, with narrow gaps at their bases - almost humanoid in appearance -

The corona of light slammed directly into the intersection, missing the levitating traffic sphere by only a meter at best. A tremendous wave of pressure and heat rolled over Andreas, forcing him onto his stomach as though he had been picked up by an invisible tsunami that had then sucked him under and roughly shoved him up against the ocean floor. At almost exactly the same time, everyone else in the surrounding vicinity was likewise forced to the ground by the exact same wave of pressure. The air was positively stiffing with heat, rife with the fumes of heavily baked cobblestone.

[quote=@mdk]He ricocheted off it with a metallic clunk, made louder by his own metal componentry, and settled into a nearly-stationary zero-g hover. As luck would have it, this all occurred right over the hitman's prone and ready position. [/quote]
Luca, as with everyone else, was rolled over by the pressure wave and flung directly downwards - into Donny, who had been similarly affected. Not a ways too far from them, the red-suited man with the rebar face who had been about to float over the crest of the building adjacent the sidewalk abruptly crashed down onto the roof, rolling off of it and falling nearly three meters to the hard stone paving.

A scant moment later, the immense pressure that had forced everyone to the ground subsided and vanished, restoring freedom of movement. The air around ground-level was now wavering intensely with sweltering heat, which was rising and dissipating rapidly.

"NNPD, everybody stay down and put your hands on your head! The innocent have nothing to fear!" Barked a harsh, feminine voice, tinged with a metallic echo. "But if you want to wind up as tinsel fodder, go ahead and try to go for that amazing pushup set you've always wanted to do. See how far you get."

The speaker was yet another knight, fully decked out in black-painted platemail with golden trimming. A crest displaying an eagle emblazoned upon a coat of arms was prominently displayed over the woman's breast, and she carried a large pavise-shield depicting a pair of scales balancing gruesome, shackled men against a blindfolded angelic figure. A second knight with likewise adornment stood next to her, though he had drawn an intimidating, black-hued compound crossbow already loaded with a small, cylinder-tipped bolt. The cylinder was much smaller and different in design than the one the subdued crossbowman had attempted to use, but presumably had similar capabilities. Both of the figures stood within a ring of neatly scorched cobblestone, a faint trace of glassy fulgerite having been burnt into the road around where they stood.

[@Doc Doctor]
Notably, the design of the newcomers' armor was a class apart from that of the errant crossbowman. It appeared to be lighter, with smaller plates, more scaling, and less overall coverage across the body - which was still entirely enshrouded in chainmail nonetheless. Most notably though, rather than possessing traditional visored slits their helmets were wholly translucent lids rendered from some plastic material that wholly exposing their faces. The police woman - knight? - muttered a brief comment to her partner before turning and stalking towards the tripod-mounted spike still entrenched underneath the levitating traffic sphere. The man gave everyone littered across the street a cursory glance, until he reached Fortune and the fallen crossbowman - whose presence appeared to startled him...

Directly behind Luca and Donny, the red-suited man - who clearly possessed extraordinary vigor - began to push himself back up onto his feet in clear violation of the woman's order, grunting in pain as he did so. His movement caused a rolling surge of wavering heat to spread, shimmering heated air rising faster about him and creating small eddies in the process.