After reaching the elevator Pariah took it down to sub-level 1, the garage. The doors opened with a ding and a rusty hum and she stepped out to see the infiltrators at the other end of the garage attempting to escape in a DMA vehicle. Pariah raised her sidearm and fired only to have the shots miss terribly. Her muscles were still a bit sore and it affected her aim,on any other day it would have been single shot kills all around. Pariah stepped forward with her sidearm held tight in her hands and raised at the metahumans. [color=ed1c24]"I'll only ask once. Hand over whatever intel you've stolen. I don't care about the prisoners you freed I'll deal with them later[/color], her voice was weak but filled with anger as she spoke. She was in no condition to fight, which was why Pariah made sure to stay out of arm's reach. She'd use her gun until fighting was her only option. 

Cia had turned as she saw a gunshot in the wall just as she caught up with the others. She noticed that Pariah had caught up to them, though she seemed to be hurting. [color=aba000]"Why are you shooting at us?"[/color] Cia asked Pariah as she stopped in the hall way to let the others get ahead of her. The knives were floating behind her though they were inching towards Pariah, a Frying pan had gone flying right past Pariah's head as if Cia had missed the shot. Though it was on the floor now. Having less items to concentrate on floating was far easier on her as she could concentrate better on her enemy this way as well. She had her arms stretched out infront of her to give the illusion that she was using her arms to stabalize her abilities.

"I was trying to kill you, obviously. Thanks to your friend John that's a little harder. Only a little bit though", Pariah just managed to dodge the frying pan that flew by her head. [color=ed1c24][i]"Telekinetic. Gotta be careful ity this one, probably will have to put her down too"[/i][/color], she thought as she eyed Cia manipulating the objects with her hands. Pariah fired a few more shots at her while making smoke form from her hands. The intention was to take her down as she did o Jessica: distract her with the gunshots, obscure her vision with the smoke, then go in for the kill. As soon as she concluded firing half of her mag Pariah fired multiple smoke shots immediately after. Keeping the knives before her in mind she decided to step to the side and out of their flight path incase Cia decided to throw them forward once blinded.

Cia was able to just barely get out of the way of the gun shots, though the smoke shorts did hit her, but luckily it only hit her arms which at this point were shot off. Cia fell to the ground and screamed out as her arms were shot off. Of course she was faking it as she had no arms in the first place.

Pariah ran forward with her sidearm mag more than half empty, her smoke shots seemed to have shot the girl's arms clean off. [color=ed1c24][i]"No way my shots were that strong...fake arms? Unorthodox but clever, I'll give you that"[/i][/color], she thought as she raised her gun where she thought Cia was. The smoke obscured most of her target and the surrounding ground but she could make out a silhouette.

As Pariah got closer to Cia she saw her opportunity. A Frying pan flew up behind her before hitting Pariah right into a wall. Cia stood up with a rather twisted look on her face. She raised up her mask so Pariah could see her. [color=aba000]"Funny how your so easily tricked."[/color] Cia said as she gave a sinister smile to Pariah before it turned crazed. 

Pariah lay on the ground, her head feeling as though it were on fire and the rest of her body gone numb from whatever that blow had done to her. She was beaten, that much was clear, now her life was in Cia's hands...metaphorically. [color=ed1c24][b]"Quit your bragging and just do it"[/b][/color], there was no begging, no insults, just bluntness as usual from the Warden. 

Cia laughed as Pariah asked for Cia to end it. [b][color=9e0b0f]"As you wish!"[/color][/b] She said and with a crazed laugh Cia started to attack Pariah over and over again with the frying pan bashing her brains and onto the walls. Cia certainly wasn't a stable person, as much as she claimed to be a pacifist it was an outright lie. After finishing Cia put her mask back down and turned to run after the others. A bit of blood on her face and some of it on the mask.