"Everything seems to be in order for the most part" Michael thought as he sat down on a nearby bench.
"We are almost done patrolling this area I guess... Better move on to the ne-" sudden gunfire broke Michaels train of thought. He quickly ducked to cover himself,
"What? They are here?" he thought while frantically searching for the source of the gunfire. He looked over at his fellow rebels to see if anyone had been wounded by the bullets,
"Nori! Cinia! Linia! Watch out!" He shouted as he ran towards the crowd.
"Hurry all, run! It isn't safe here!" he started yelling to the crowd, trying to disperse it.
Suddenly, another, different voice was heard.
"Ahhh West its good to see you again. Now that we're all here we can deal with rebels in one blow. Lead the way old friend," a man shouted. Michael quickly turned to see to whom the voice belonged to, obviously a New Breed.
It didn't take much time for Michael to find the man as he and his friend seemed to not care much for concealing themselves. One was casually holding a gun in his hands while talking to his friend, who Michael assumed was a New Breed as well.
"This is bad. It seems we are surrounded by them," he thought and searched for a way for them to get out of that mess.
"I'll have to blind them somehow... I could use that!" "Guys, quickly fall back! Such an open gives them too many opportunities to strike us!" he said to his comrades.
Michael closed his eyes and concentrated on the the image of the construct and, as if commanded, light particles started gathering in his hands. After a few moments of gathering,
"Blinding Light!" Michael would yell and the light particles gathered in his hand would burst forth, showering the immediate area with light, temporarily blinding for a few seconds whoever had their eyes directly on him.