Charles spotted the manticore as Goliath was opening fire on it. Charles rushed as fast as he could down next to Goliath and started letting out three rounds at a time at the beast trying to get as close to it as he could. The Civilian was almost frozen with fear and as Charles through a smoke grenade just under the Manticore an array of colors shot out the canister. The smoke was thicker and much harder to spot an object in but if the crew switched there thermal's on they should have no problem spotting the creature. In the smoke he ran at the small glowing dot that was the civilian. He prayed to any god that he confused the Manticore long enough for him to get to the Civilian. He was also praying Gath didn't shoot him in the ass on his way in...

Set in action, Xavier immediately zeroed in on the monster's head, slowly sucking in a deep breath before slowly squeezing the trigger. He hoped it hit the fucker before it got ahold of Will, the giant man-lion looking like something he would see in old paintings of hell. He had to admit, Will had some balls running on the beast like that, even if with a shotgun Xav wouldn't go four feet near that tail.

The concentrated fire paid off! Charles and Lazar was able to save the civilian. The smoke grenade was just enough to distract the beast and make it vulnerable. The manticore was shot right on the left eye, making it roar loudly in pain. Assault rifle rounds hit the hide of the creature, though it did not kill outright. The manticore was angry and bleeding badly, firing a trio of spikes at the direction of were it was hurt before charging. Though Xavier had to take cover as well as Lazar, this was an opportunity to ambush as it charged.

If it bleeds, it can be killed.

Charles grabbed the civilian and ran to cover as he heard the echo of a large round hitting a soft surface. Thank go he was a good fucking shot or X would have blown his head off. He then looked to the civilian "Are you hurt? Do you know were any other people might be under attack around here?" He said letting his gun fall to the side and taking out a smoke and offering it to the civi. Just in case, id want one after an experience like that.

"Hey, mate." He took aim with his shotgun. "Fuck off!" He shot at the manticore with his shotgun. It was extremely close, un-comfortably so. But he didn't care, because it was about to get killed. Half blind, bleeding profusely, he was doing the shithead a favour. No more suffering. Just endless sleep for it. Brought about by the sound of a gun firing and lead.

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Both Goliath and William were able to finish off the enemy, despite Goliath being excessive. It was evident that the manticore was dead in a bloody mess. Now it is time to move on. Alina observed and said, "You all make a good team! I did not have to intervene for this one. Central was right about your team work." She then sensed something in the air and saw a Djinn flying. "Look out!" She laid suppressing fire on the Djinn to keep it at bay.

"Shit!" the sound of gunshots so close made him drop the pack "What was that?" He said after a quick glance up, all he saw was a fleeting image of floating through the air. He immediately looked back to the civilian and raised his gun up making sure this wasn't some sort of distraction, they could afford to all look up at once. "Don't tell me that's what i think it is, because if we start going to war with flaming FUCKING GENIES, were not gonna make it out this one!" Charles reached down to his belt and pulled out a red marker and drew an x across the back of the civilians hand he then pointed back to were there drop ship sat. "Get the hell out of here while you have the chance, they will help you." He said in broken Farsi to the civilian. The scenery might have been similar but this was a totally different war.

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William pumped his shotgun, the common sound drowned out by Goliaths' chaingun spinning and roaring, accompanied by his insults. "HEY YOU, FIRE DICK!" He nodded to his teammates. "I KILLED YOUR PET MANTI-FUCKTARD OVER HERE!" Banging his chest with his fist, Will ran away behind a solid piece of debris, awaiting the fire genie to come at him. Talking through intercoms, he told his teammates his plan. "When it's coming at me and it's distracted, shoot the hell out of it." He watched for the Djinn, awaiting it's arrival. If his teammates didn't kill it, he would. "Overwatch."

Xavier listened to Will's plan, nodding rapidly as he agreed with him, "Rodger that corporal, fucker's getting a bullet right between the eyes." Immediately Northway set up on position further up ahead on another car, his rifle zeroed in yet again on the head of his next victim, the fire genie, mumbling to himself, "If the team won't kill it, I will." Again he held in a deep breath, inhaling to steady his aim, his heart beating strongly against his chest as the Djinn came closer and closer to Burkley, once it came close enough Xavier slowly squeezed the trigger.

Though Alina and Goliath injured the Djinn, it was Xavier that brought the killing blow. William's plan worked well as the Djinn dropped dead, leaving ethereal substance.as what remains of it. The clean up crews can send the substance to the lab to study. The team then heard a loud scream across the street they were fighting in.

"VAAAAAAAAAAAAY! KOMAK!" The scream was crying for help in Farsi. This prompted the operatives to immediately investigate. It was not too late, but it must be done soon before it is. "QUICK! We need to rescue that person!" Alina barked the order to do so as she was rushing.

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Xavier sighed as the fire entity dropped into the substance, Will still standing as he gave him a quick head nod in acknowledgment to the plan and the bullet that went through the fucker's skull, complimenting, "Nice plan Burkley." He looked down at the puddle of the former genie, wondering what the hell it is to have caused that big ass genie to appear. He was cut off from his thoughts however when hearing the screams of the civie and the ordering of Alina. He quickly bolted his next round of his rifle, quickly falling in behind Lazar as he took lead, asking him as they ran, "What the fuck are we fighting next? Ghosts? Psh, might as well call ourselves the mystery team and get a fucking talking dog."

"No, we're the Ghost Busters. The mystery team is fucking stupid, they don't even fight monsters." Will pumped his shotgun. "Let's check out the civvi."Warily approaching the scream with the rest of the team, he maintained speed and caution while jogging. Scanning around, he looked for any enemies. "We're clear, here." He spoke through coms. "Looking for the civilian."

-

After examining the genie for a moment, Charles jogged at a steady pace to catch up to the rest of the crew when he heard a tiny growl behind a trash can he ran past. He knew that whatever it was couldn't be very big because of the noise it had made but Charles couldn't afford to be to careful so he held his gun up at the ready as he slid the trash can to the side with his foot. Out popped a small almost wolf looking creature that couldn't have been any larger than his own hand.

Charles pulled out a piece of beef jerky from his bag and tossed it on the ground watching as the runt's expression changed and it began waging its tail happily at the treat. He quickly bent down and picked the puppy up, tossing it in his bag in as comfortable a way as he could for the moment. Within the span of 30 seconds with the help of some beef jerky Charles may have found a friend for life, but now there where, much more important things to worry about.

The animal befriended Charles, enjoying the beef jerky. The band would reunite sans Dilara, who was studying the Djinn's cadaver. The group found a caged Iranian POW, who surprisingly recognized the group as foreigners. "I'm glad you are here! A roc is arriving and it already has grabbed a woman to eat! Quickly, I need a gun! I'm a captain in the army and the enemy sabotaged our guns!" He spoke English well enough to convey the message. Judging from his uniform, he was a captain in the Iranian Revolutionary Guard Corps. Iran has recognized the dire circumstances so much that it had to side with the Western world just to survive and vice versa.

A loud caw was heard from afar. The roc was returning to get another meal, perhaps seconds. Explosives from a rocket launcher would take it down easily, considering the giant bird was crippled first. Alina was reacting quickly, using her Nanogun to fire upon the giant bird in hopes of not just getting the attention, but also crippling the bird. Despite the short burst, the roc was agile and recognized Alina as a threat, swooping towards her, talons ready. "Giant bird! Kill it and it's poultry for everyone!"

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Charles saw Alina's attack on the bird and he wasn't sure what she was thinking, he had to make a quick decision on what to do next, he reached down on his belt and felt in the back for a cryo-grenade, but came up empty handed. He cursed under his breath, he must have dropped them at some point and that would have been great for taking that bitch down without to much injury. Quickly he grabbed one of his three concussion grenades and chucked it as hard as he could at the bird, hoping to give Alina enough time to at least get out of the way. He knew the odds of him knocking the bird unconscious with the nad where low as it would have to detonate right in front of the bird. He wasn't to worried though, he knew that it would go off close enough to jar the bird.