[h3]Chease[/h3]
Cheese was at the time still invisible, but the fact that Philippa had managed to get a few shots far too close for comfort made her change 
her current approach to evacuating the citizens. Casting a quick glance over at Mac, who had leapt to safety.

“We can’t go out there.” Cheese slammed the door shut behind her. “How many are left?”

Dashing into the darkened living room Cheese counted four citizen’s left standing away from the curtained windows.

“What about a garden?” Cheese asked.

Cheese then repeated hurriedly a few times before one of the citizens nodded understanding. Taking her by the arm the young boy lead Cheese and the other three citizens through the small kitchen and out into the garden that was bordered by neat brown wooden fencing on either side and a tall hedge at the bottom.

“il y a une clôture métallique!” The boy pulled Cheese back from the hedge. Even in another language Cheese recognised the word. Parting a few of the branches revealed the back of another house through a chain-link fence. “All up” the boy pointed to the top of the hedge. It was far too high to jump or even climb.

Cheese Grabbed the child under his armpits and the pair became invisible. “Stay quiet.” She ordered and flew him over the hedge. After repeating this with the other citizens Cheese hopped back over the hedge one last time and into the house.

[h3]Mac[/h3]
Mac swore several times behind the stone bench whilst it was being chipped away by Nora’s attacks. There was then a pause in the rain of bullets and Mac tentatively poked his head around. He had left Cheeses knife embedded in the barrier around Drake where it hung in the middle of the spider web of cracks that had only grown larger under the barrage of stray bullets. At present though it looked like Seth had managed take out one of the terrible trio leaving just Nora and Philippa to deal with.

Mac took the chance to shout at Drake. “Just hit it you, stupid ba” Another wave of bullets forced him back.

“Mac.” Cheese appeared beside him looking drained and breathing heavily. “Where’s my knife?”

Mac simply pointed in the vague direction of where he had left it which earned him a very annoyed look. Without a word more Cheese emptied out of her pockets a candle, a bar of soap, a half used cigarette, a salt shaker and a small plastic container.

“The heck are you planning?”

“A Dispelling spell. It’ll take down any barriers and protection spells nearby, if I do it right anyway.” Cheese explained and held the cigarette up to his face. “I need the ashes from this. Smoke it.”

Mac just stared down at the cigarette. “Cheese I’m trying to quit; I don’t even have my lighter on m-”

Before he could finish another person then appeared beside them and while to Mac they just looked like some strange teenager, Cheese immediately recognised the magic brewing inside them.

“Light these.” She ordered with the candle and cigarette held out.