Ruiko Saten
In the midst of running, Ruiko noted with some interest the incident that took place, with the Berserker beating down one of it's own kind out of sheer rage. That certainly made things interesting for her, and opened up all sorts of possible options for dealing with this, now that she knew that it was a thing. And really, this was the only way to have found out, so she thanked her powers for it.
Then it hit her, like a slam in the gut. It was a feeling of primal terror, of the urge to run for her life and never look back, hitting just when those things roared. She could guess where it came from, and it took all of her will and burning anger to resist the mental effect. She would not allow it to overwhelm her that easily, that much she swore as she continued to kite the giant beasts.
Then things got difficult, as a truck was sent flying at her, a solid core of mass hurtling right at her that would definitely take hr out. So she acted, leaping out of the way while using her air powers to shunt it's flight path. That took her right towards a Berserker though, and almost without thinking she struck out at it. She was not about to die here, in this place and this sort of location.
Her power though practically lashed at the Berserker, sharp blades of wind swiping at skin and bone, attempting to lacerate the bone if not cut the arm off entirely. A solid pulse of air also served to keep him away, at least until she could clear the grab.
Then she saw her opportunity, and went for it. This could be what she needed to end this, quickly. A cone of air sent a tank flying at the Berserkers from the side o the road, and another burst of power snapped the valve with a burst. Adding in a bit of metal, she grinned as it caught and exploded in their midst. She was sure that that had done it. At the very least, it would have heavily injured them. And hopefully that was a good enough show for them.
Ba'al and Teal'c, Caracas, Venezuela
Ba'al showed no surprise or much caring at all as Biollante deduced his overarching plans, since they weren't exactly the most complicated or subtle. But then again, being this predictable only helped him. It would ensure that she underestimated him, which would play to his advantage.
"But of course," he replied calmly, hands clasped in front of him. "Is it not the right of a God to rule over all that lies in his vision, to decide who may be free, who will die, and who shall continue to serve?" Perfectly Goa'uld right there. Apophis would be proud, were he still alive to be anything. 
Renose
BrokenPromise
Azure Bubbles
