Chelsea
*The two mages behind the ones that had already fired at Aize stepped forward, firing their own bolts of fire at his face. One missed, the other searing his cheek as it whizzed past. Their expressions were maddened, unfazed by the anger they felt radiating from the doctor.

Terrel would easily dodge the strike, the mage tumbling forwards, regaining his footing and returning by the side of his remaining ally. The second mage charged another fireball, the first one stepping in front of him to defend him while he prepared.*
Freddie
*The general joined Toki's fight, dashing forwards and slashing the gangster's back while he was occupied, the thug crumpling to the floor from pain shock. The pair would rush the remaining mages, Nobuyasu keeping the gang leader in his sights - he did not plan to allow him an escape.*

*Hanai splayed her fingers out, holding her hand close to her chest as it glowed a brilliant white, nine boot-knives manifesting between her fingers. She quickly ducked, the gangster startled by the light and her movement, giving her time to swing her hand in a vertical arc - the knives flying forwards and striking the gangster from the stomach to the neck. He fell to his knees, clutching his throat and slumping to the floor.*
`Blade Fan: -10 Mana; 40/50`
Nathaniel
*Taito had also rushed the last gangsters, having reached Kiyoshi first and pounding her katana edge into him, the gang leader meeting her with his own katana. The two would wind-and-bind for a moment, Taito finally breaking it by swinging around to the chair, jumping on top of it and pushing forward, causing Kiyoshi to stumble back into a defensive position.*
Chelsea
*The old gangster would be entirely passive at this point, dragging the injured gangsters he could get to and tending to their wounds with bandages and medicine he had in a saddle bag, watching the chaos with a bemused grimace. He didn't like this situation, but the appearance of the doctor may mean he could get out of this with less of his brothers dying than first expected.*
Donna
*He tossed the person he had grabbed before towards the old gangster, and then he rushed towards the mages he was holding his arms in front of his face to block anymore firebolts, he was in alot of pain due to the burns. But adrenaline is a hell of a drug, he is focused on taking them down and as he gets close enough he begins punching them all in the chest aiming to crack their ribs to keep them down, they could live through that but it would certainly hurt for a few weeks. While he did consider using that thug he had before as a human shield, it went against what he stood for morally. So he decided to just toss him towards someone who could drag him to safety, and this may get him hurt even more. But he stands by his morals even if it means death.*
Guillermina
*A quiet huff would come from Terrel's nostrils as he turned to face the two mages. One standing in front of the other, however, Terrel didn't seem to mind much with them practically lining themselves up. He took notice of one of them charging up a fireball in preparation, meaning he'd either have to get both now or risk getting shot at and as resistant as he was to the heat, having to battle while on fire wasn't bound to end well. He dashed towards the mage in front with the very short distance they already had between them, his sword sparking in a red light as he swung at the mage.*

```-2.5 Mana; Empowered Strike
Psionic Speed: 3 Turns Remaining 
Herculean Strength: 3 Turns Remaining 
72.5/100 Mana Remaining```