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Everything seemed to be going well with the whole raid. Everyone was choking and miserable but it wasn't going to last forever. They were all screaming for them to stop this chaos and Maximilian couldn't help but raise his hand as he prepared his abstraction to get rid of it.

Then one of them teleported another one out.

And another one thought it'd be a great idea to [i]attack them[/i].

A blast of sound hit the four like a wave of force and sent them flying backward out back towards the door. Maximilian seethed through his teeth as he shouted, "Alright, we're doing this the hard way!" The three other FBI agents got up and raised their pistols and began opening fire on the Coven... except they were firing darts that would give them a shock.

"They have a teleporter!" A female with blonde hair and green eyes said.

Maximilian, on the other hand, got down on his knee as he looked up. He muttered "... Sound." to himself as he seemingly launched himself through the air at high speeds up above the Coven. He came to a sudden stop as he looked around and she caught his eye - before he launched himself directly at her. He came to a stop that wouldn't make any sense right above her as he crossed his arms. "... Try that now."  

Today was not going well for Emily. First, she got tear-gassed and there was an unladylike trail of snot coming from her nose. Second, Maya sent [i]her[/i] rolling across the floor with her sound blast and she hit her ribs against the table. Her ears were ringing and she could barely balance herself onto her hands and knees. And [i]now[/i] the FBI is shooting at them. Emily rolled underneath a blackjack table as the rage welled up inside of her, "... Maya, you dumbass!" She shouted over all the chaos, not realizing that it was stupid to give away her position.

"Babylon!" Emily seethed. "Do [i]something[/i], don't just float there like a [i]slut[/i]."

"Slut?" Babylon said as she floated above the blackjack table. "And I thought [i]your[/i] generation was all progressive-"

"[i][b]Babylon, I swear to God,[/b][/i]" Emily said as the Apparition was just fucking with her. However, pointing at Emily, Babylon fired an orange sigil. The sigil hit her and floated above her head as her entire skin was covered in gold. Like she was a living, moving, golden statue. Suddenly her eyes stopped burning as she looked around.

"This might help with the dart thingies, bye," Babylon said before she disappeared. Emily took as a sign to get up and haul ass for the door opposite to the FBI. Unfortunately, she was made out of gold and hauling ass was kinda power walking (like the speed an old man would go). She didn't care, she had to get the hell out of here.