[center][h3][b]Bladedancer[/b] and [color=yellow]Magna Carta[/color][/h3][/center]
[center][sub][@Old Amsterdam][@Xandrya][@solokolos][@t2wave][@Gardevoiran] [/sub][/center]

Magna Carta was livid. Mere moments after she spoke more shOts were fired and anothEr person fell to the grouNd dead. The girl with the strings was tAlking, Zach was tAlking, but no one was doing aNytHing. Well she would do something then. The wall she'd been using as a shield was held horizontally pointed at Zach. [color=yellow]"DIE!"[/color] She screamed and the metal rectangle suddenly launched forward at an alarming speed directly at Zach. Between Zach's invulnerability and the projectiles speed, there was neither a need nor an ability to dodge. Well... Only the latter was true.

The metal passed through the sphere that normally protected Zach from any and all harm as though it wasn't even there and the same could be said for his neck. The killer projectile tore through the opposite wall and made a screeching noise as it crashed into something unseen outside. Zach's head flipped through the air and rolled on the ground, leaving a trail of blood that lead to his corpse. Which was currently gushing blood on account of the severed arteries and all as Zach's body fell gracelessly to the floor, joining the corpses already there. It seemed Lethal Force had gotten a taste of their own medicine. 

Shit. Shit. [sub]shitshitshitshitshitshit[/sub]. [b]"Shit."[/b] Did she just? She did. Fuck. [b]"Run."[/b] Everissa didn't expect Magna Carta to listen to her so she didn't gave the newly-blooded murderer a chance. She grabbed Magna's arm and ran directly back from where they came. What the hell? You don't kill people! The thought had a jarring painfulness to it and Everissa immediately thought back to the face of the person she'd killed. It was different! It was self-defense! It wasn't though and she knew it. They had killed for the exact same reasons. Revenge. 

Magna Carta stumbled as she was pulled but seemed too elated by what she had just seen to resist, turning and going along with the flow, her feet lazily going into action. Revenge. She'd gotten him. For now she didn't care about the rest of them. She'd kill them if they crossed her path but next... Next was Master Baiter. A sadistic grin spread across her face as she ran with Bladedancer. 

Of course the pair might be hard-pressed to escape the warehouse accosted given the amount of capes there but they were going to do their darnedest to.