[hr][hr][center][h3][color=E3867F][b]Peregrine Mayfield[/b][/color][/h3]
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[b][color=E3867F]Location:[/color][/b] New Orleans, Gardens
[b][color=E3867F]Skills:[/color][/b] Combative Summoning, Spiritual Energy Blast
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Perry knew it had to be bad, though she still didn't quite get how bad it was when some random dude appeared, spouting off some nonsense. [color=E3867F]"Oh great, he's a Christian nutjob."[/color]

Before she could get off more zingers the man had thrown a bus at them. It wasn't metaphorical, he literally threw a bus at them. They didn't manage to get out of the way, sending them back and being thrown for quite the loop. Perry landed hard, feeling something crack in her wrist as she did. Pain shot up through her arm in that moment.

She stood up, albeit slowly. Perry looked at the man and felt the emtions wave off of him. Anger. Sheer anger. Vengeful anger enough to want all of them before him dead. That wasn't good.

[color=E3867F]"Screw you Moses!"[/color] she said as she sent a blast of spiritual energy forward from her. She didn't quite know where that came from, but one didn't look a gift horse in the mouth, especially as it hit him and sent him flying backward. As she did Barry ran forward and shot his taser at Chrysi, zapping her briefly but not enough to do much else. They had to stop them both if they wanted to get out of this.