I battered my way through the crowd of guards, punching one in the gut, kicking another's feet out from under him, knocking another's gun out of his broken wrist, but none of them stayed down very long. I was strong, but not strong enough, it seemed, or at least not tall enough to get in a solid blow to the head. Not that I wanted to...really...
One that I had missed pointed his gun at me and I put my arms up, palms out, instinctively. Suddenly there was a bright red flash and the man fell down, a small scorch mark on his chest. I stared at my hands and let out a whooping sound, raising them again to blast away at other guards nearby. Soon I'd formed a small circle around me and had a chance to check for the others. They seemed to be mostly holding their own, but a new guy had shown up, with strange stone-like skin. One guard shot at him with a rocket launcher and I winced, though he seemed okay. I turned back to the task at hand and slowly cleared a path...but to where?