~Character Chat~

T.Mor threw the dagger too. He was pretty good at throwing things.

"DIE!! DIE BECAUSE I WILL YOU TO!!! GARGH!!!" Riddle yelled uselessly.

Ezra laughed at Riddle's comment. "Time to go insane." He said to the sybek, and pushed further.

The light-blue hooded Sybek howled and backed off. Like the one with the green hood, as soon as he let go of the bonder and moved away, he was able to shift. The light-yellow hooded one, meanwhile, was hard at work. She pushed more on her power, gripping her arm where the dagger had struck. While the struggle between the powers was barely visible, it could be felt strongly by those sensitive to it. It was so strong, in fact, that it started to rouse Izzy and the team.

Ezra glared at the yellow one, "And last but not least." He pushed into her mind.

The Sybek with the light yellow hood fought, trying to override the field while dealing with Ezra's mind torture. Peter looked to be in great pain, but he kept pushing against the Sybek.

Esra pushed further, trying to override her will power.

The Sybek screamed in pain before stumbling backwards. There was a blast of blue and white light and an earsplitting crack!
She broke through Peter's field...
...However, thanks to Ezra, she hadn't managed to take anyone along with her.
Peter gave a shuddered gasp, dropping his arms. The glow had faded. He just lay, staring unblinkingly at the sky.

"Ya'll are like...SKY NINJAS...I think...I dunno. That's what it looked like in my brain. Since I can't SEE anyone from here...." Riddle said excitedly.

"Peter! Peter!" Liz went over to Peter, shaking his unmoving shoulders. Tears started to leak down her cheeks.

Izzy slowly sat up, rubbing her eyes.
"Wha' 'app'n?" she asked, exhaustion clinging to her voice.

((You might wanna check his pulse. You'll find one ))

Liz bent over, looking for a pulse. "He's still alive!"

"YAY! NOT DEADNESS! +1 FOR THE WIN!" Riddle yelled.

"He's still breathing...that's good," sighed Liz.

"What happened?" Izzy asked more pointedly, growing both annoyed and worried.

"I think he made a force field," said Ezra.

"A...a field?" Izzy asked, her voice taking a slightly hysterical edge. "And they...broke it?"

"Yes...but Ezra kept them.out and they left."

"But they broke it?" Izzy pressed, letting loose one nervous laugh.

"Erm...So...Why were there dudes on our plane...tryin' to kill our base?" Riddle asked.

"Yeah...That would be nice to know..."T.Mor agreed, picking up the pistol thet he'd thrown earlier.

"IS IT SAFE? NO ONE'S GONNA TIE ME TO A TABLE RIGHT??" August asked, from behind his bush.

"Come out August," Ezra sighed.

"Really? It's safe?" Ha asked, peeking out of the shrubbery.

"Yes." T.Mor said irritably.

"Yes, it is August. They're gone."

"BUT. THEY. BROKE. IT?" Izzy demanded more forcefully, annoyed that her question hadn't been answered.

"What? The force field? I guess so..." T.Mor guessed. He didn't really know what was going on.

"YES! Why? Is that bad?" asked Ezra.