[@Mistress Dizzy][@Hidden Lilly][@KatherinWinter] Magnus had briefly marveled at the strength of Jin's protective shields as they stopped bullet after bullet, but as Makoto lead him closer to the officer, his mind snapped back into focus. He was worries that they'd be seen approaching the leader of the soldiers, but a couple of very convenient smoke clouds obscured he and his classmate from view long enough for her to take the man down. With her job done, and Makoto rapidly retreating, Magnus drags the man's limp form around a building and out of view. He quickly strips the officer of his uniform, confirming his suspicions that the soldiers were Hydra personnel. He dresses himself in the uniform, which fit surprisingly well, but has to repress the urge to shudder as he thinks of all the atrocities men and women had committed while wearing this uniform. After taking a moment to compose himself and recollect the speech patterns, mannerisms, and body language he had noticed in the officer, Magnus briskly walks into view of the Hydra members with his head held high and his stride military in appearance. He looks around at the soldiers with a look of disdain in his eye. Spittle suddenly flies from his mouth as he barks in German and slaps the barrels of nearby Hydra weapons toward the ground, [b][color=fff200]"Stop firing, you idiots! You were given nonlethal weapons for a reason, so use them! We need as many of the metahumans alive as possible so we can unlock the secret of their powers. Kill the untermenschen, capture the ubermenschen. One of them is more valuable then all of you put together, understood?"[/color][/b] With his body posture making it clear that he had no doubts his orders would be followed, Magnus draws a shock baton and advances on his fellow students with a look of pure malice on his face. [color=ed1c24]"Hopefully the soldiers will do as I say, giving the other students a chance to get the civilians out of here or fight back. If one of my classmates gets too close though, I'll have to attack them to keep my cover,"[/color] his mask of rage revealing nothing as the thoughts flit through his mind.