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*hans coughed and returned back to reality* you think I enjoy that? *he weakly half coughed half laughed as he rose to a sitting position* uh oh... *he said as he saw erika primed and ready as well as the bodies of his guards strewn about the room*

Lief exhaled, glaring. "I wasn’t planning on letting you ‘enjoy it’, Sir." He turned slightly to meet the drifting stare. He sighed. "Apologies about your men.. But I believe there’s another situation at hand at the moment. Well.. You call the shots. What should we do?" Lief’s ears perked. "Unless you wish to deal with your wife and the other girl? I’ll lessen any misery the men have, if still alive." He would raise a brow, wondering if he could pull the divinations off.

*hans’ eyes widened as he remembered the crew of 5 that had cleared the back were supposed to wait for him with an armored transport out back and without a word he leaped up and limped to the back door*

Lief rose to his feet, looking back and forth between Hans and the two women while debating his decision. He was sure Ember could hold off Erika, but for how long? And what was Hans doing? Lief moves his attention to Hans’s men scattered across the floor, furrowing his eyebrows.
‘Hans can take care of himself.’ The thief thought, swiftly gliding ungracefully towards one of the men on the ground. Resting on one knee, he checked the man’s pulse. Deciding that he was alive and worth helping, Lief held his hand over the wound. The silver lining around his pupils weakened as he ‘healed’ the man, fading into an emerald green.
The ‘healing’ magicks would barely heal, yet they would hold off any pain until Lief lost focus, gave his life to Death, or the magicks would simply disappear own their own. Normally, the magicks wouldn’t fade until two hours or so, unless the conditions of Lief’s health applied. Though he would be helping the men, he would be harming himself in the process.
Exhaling, Lief leapt to his feet, wobbling over to the next wounded soldier and repeating the pattern.

*kraus slowly rose his throat healed from lief’s “magic” shiße! She’s still here! *he’d shout as he leaned up against a wall and fire at erika not even aiming*

Startled, his ears perked and he sharply turned around as he rose to his feet. "What- No! Sit down- It’s not going to last long if you push yourself to do things-" He inhaled, irritated. "If you’re going to try wasting my magicks, at least hit the target. Try lowering your gun to the south, but slightly to the east if you wish to hit her in the arm." He sighed, bending down and refocusing on finding the second man’s wound.

Ember flinched slightly at the sounding of the weapon, not expecting it to pop again after the woman threw hers away. The blue and grey-eyed girl moved her gaze to where the sound came from and was mildly surprised to see one of Hans' men using the weapon to Hans' close.

*erika screamed as one of the bullets scrapped her leg and the scream was deafening as bottles and mugs in the table near her shattered*

Lowering his oversized ears, Lief cursed as he barely ‘healed’ the second soldier. He told himself it would have to do for now, and he shuffled towards another wounded man. This one was beyond his ability to help, and he muttered an apology underneath his breath. He had trouble spotting anymore, facing the fact his vision was absolutely terrible- dizzy or not.
Standing up, he drew a dagger and turned on his heels. Scanning the room one last time with an narrowed eye.

Ember winced hard at the piercing screech that shot through the woman's vocal cords. Her body wanted to curl inside itself to hide from the scream and she could feel the muscles in her body slowly forcing her to turn away. The red-head stood her ground though and kept a weary eye on Hans' close.

*the other soldiers groaned in pain as kraus put in his final magazine into his MP-40 and as he practically blindly fires with his eyes being blurred one of the bullets somehow hit ember as another 2 scrapped Erika’s right arm*

Ember hadn't even felt the weapon's mini weapon hit her- but suddenly she found herself falling back to the ground, dazed. What she did feel, though, was the burns that appeared in the weapon's path into her body. It sent violent jolts of pain to radiate from the wound and the grey-eyed woman threw her head back; screaming in agony. The pain almost paralyzed the girl on the spot and it felt like she was being held down whilst being torn from the inside-out.

Lief yelped, frantically peering at Kraus with frustration. "You idiot-! You hit the wrong person!" Lief tucked his dagger into its place quickly, wincing as he put pressure on his ankle and wounded leg. He would stumble forward in a quick manner, failing to catch the girl.
Panic was sent throughout his thoughts, and he quickly readied himself to use any magicks he had left. Fortunately, he placed his hand over the wound with an apology, lessening the pain enough for her to stand. As he felt the magicks piercing through his veins, he felt as if he couldn’t breathe once again. His chest was heavy, though he kept his hand in its place until he had used the rest of his divination. He hadn’t felt like this before. Extremely weak, and.. empty. His head was spinning, and he let out a sigh. Unfortunately, he fell unconscious, exhausted.

*erika ran to kraus and began to choke him as he was pinned against the wall*

Ember felt the pain subside and immediately sighed in pure relief- nothing compared to it in memory this far. It took a while before she could understand what happened; the weapon, the pop, the pain, the white-haired man, and then relief. Once it came back to her, she turned to her side slowly to glance around, still slightly dazed. The other woman in the room was currently choking one of Hans' men with what looked like the intention to kill and the white-haired male lay beside her, unconscious. With a few grunts, Ember pulled what was left of her coat off and over her head, then proceeded to hastily slip it under the man's head- mentally promising to thank him later.

Raising unsteadily to her feet with huffs of discomfort, placing a hand over her wound to somehow make it feel better (which it didn't). Ember looked at the distracted woman with a tired glare. She was too weak momentarily to use any of her powers but she was still naturally physically stronger than the other woman. Brute strength was her blood...brute strength might just spill some blood. Eyed nailed to the back of her head, the red-head used whatever willpower she had left to take two steps forward and jump the distance to the crazed woman.

Ember managed to wrap both her arms around Hans' close and planted her feet to the wall from the momentum of her jump, with a yelp of pain, but pushed back- still holding the other girl in attempts to pry her off of the Hans' man.

*erika slammed her heel into kraus as he fell to the floor once again unconscious and she entered her shadow form*

Lief would twitch slightly, his hands curling into fists. He was still passed out cold, though his brows furrowed as he breathed heavily.

Due to her own momentum, Ember fell back onto her back, hissing sharply in pain and shut her eyes. Breathing deeply, the woman reopened her eyes and took a swift look around to try to locate the other woman. She slowly rose to stand once more, gripping her wound.

*erika maniacally laughed as she walked around the room in her shadow form*

Ember growled upon hearing the invisible woman's laugh taunting her, and back up to a wall so Hans' close couldn't attack her from behind. The red-head kept finding her gaze travel back to the white-haired male, concern slithering it's way up to her heart for his safety. The sooner she can deal with the female murderer, the better.