"I'll distract them while you get into position, Rain," Kris replied. Having kept his illusion in a slow drift towards the robbers during their planning, he spoke once more as Geist.
"I gave you all warning; you had your chance. Now we must begin this grisly dance." As he projected his couplet at them, he applied a fair bit of telekinetic torsion to the barrels of each firearm, rendering their openings too small for the bullets they would fire. As the last sound of his rhyme reached the minds of the robbers, he forced each trigger back, causing the guns to go off, resulting in a mass backfire knocking a good portion of the thugs down for the count. Timing it to cover the sound of his impact with gunfire, he set himself down on the ground to conserve energy for the coming assault while still maintaining the necessary illusions.
Any remaining thugs found themselves facing a shadowy beast, drawn forth directly from their greatest fear. Shrouding shrapnel and rubble within the bounds of his illusions, Geist had the illusory figures claw and pummel the thugs that were still active, keeping them busy to free up his companions to take out the boss.