<i>Live to fight another day.</i><br/><br/>Izzy had to laugh at that, as if she would let her prey escape so easy. She peaked around the corner clicking on the thermal vision. Three of them besides Conner who....damn it was still alive. That wasn't good, not at all. If he talked, well the gig would be up. Izzy would have every sup at her door looking for revenge. Izzy wasn't going to let that happen, not while she was so close to shutting down the Del'mor coven for good.<br/><br/>She rounded the corner unleashing a barrage of gunfire. She hadn't been quick enough, somehow the princess had made it into the vehicle. Which was starting to speed away. “God damn it!” She roared moving through the smoke. One of the guards had been brave enough to remain behind. She flipped the rifle over grabbing it by the barrel. Swinging hard to connect with the side of the man's face. It was enough to drop him but Izzy swung twice more just to be sure. She needed to catch up with the vehicle. “Come on, come on, think.” She muttered to herself. The suit made her fest and it still had enough charge to last a few hours. Still it wasn't fast enough to chase down a vehicle. Maybe if she.....yeah, yeah just maybe. She took off down a side alley.<br/><br/>She wasn't great with direction but the suit had a heads up display that guided her. She hurled herself over fences, across cars, all in the hopes of cutting the vehicle off. Her intel on the Del'mor wasn't the greatest but she was sure of two things. One, they would be aiming for some kind of medical facility. Two, if she kept on the same route they would have to pass her to get to any of them. She needed to hurry, the cops wouldn't be far behind her. Izzy pushed the suit for all it was worth, the servos whining as she went. They probably thought they were safe, that they had lost her. Hopefully it would gain her the element of surprise.<br/><br/>She barreled through the last remaining fence and onto a main street. The vehicle slowly coming into view. Izzy stood her ground drawing her handgun. “Squeeze don't pull, between breaths, aim through your target.” Her fathers voice echoing in her own head. With a calm confidence she leveled the handgun and squeezed. The first two shots going wide but the rest landing home. One after another she plugged the .45 rounds into the front of the SUV. It wasn't stopping, it wasn't even slowing down if anything it got faster. Damn it, damn it, damn it, the clip went dry. She was out of ammo and the vehicle was coming straight at her. Even the suit wouldn't be enough to stop it. Izzy decided on a very bad plan, one that required almost perfect timing.<br/><br/>She waited....just a little bit longer.....not quite......now. She sidestepped and pushed off. Her hand tightened around something and suddenly she was being dragged with the SUV. She let out a cry of pain as her shoulder was pulled from it's socket. She was no stranger to pain but at those speeds she was lucky only her shoulder was damaged. Somehow she managed to swing herself onto the roof the SUV. It was incredibly reckless and like something out of a movie. Still, she was now moving with the vehicle.<br/><br/>She had to act quick.<br/><br/>She only had a short time before the princess tried something. The driver had already started weaving trying to shake her from the roof of the vehicle. Despite the damage to her shoulder her hand refused to let go of the luggage rack. She tried to reload the handgun but lost it when she was forced to grab the other side of the rack. She drew back a fist and pounded it into the roof the SUV. It dented but wouldn't give. She drove her fist into the roof, again, and again, and again. Finally her hand pierced the metal roof. She gripped the edge of the tear and started to pull it back. The drivers weaves getting wilder and wilder the closer she got to her target.<br/><br/>“Just fucking die!” She roared reaching back to her belt and pulling out another grenade. “Handle this up close.” She was so close to working the pin free when the driver did something unexpected. He slammed on the brakes. It jostled Izzy free of the vehicle sending her flying forward. Momentarily she was airborne, the pin coming loose from the grenade. Then she was bouncing across the asphalt away from the vehicle. The explosion followed seconds after, not close enough to engulf the SUV in flames. But enough to halt it from going any further.<br/><br/>For Izzy, it knocked her even further back. If not for the suit she would be dead, that much was for sure. Black dots danced across her vision. Somehow Izzy managed to make it to her knees. Then slowly onto unsteady feet. The suit was damaged, more than it ever had been. Warning alarms blared in in her ears. She could taste blood in her mouth. She wouldn't give up though, not when she was so damn close. She didn't have any weapons, only her fists and what strength and speed the suit could offer. She was facing one of the strongest mages in existence, surrounded by water that flowed under the streets and in the building around her.<br/><br/>The odds weren't looking in her favor. Still, she wouldn't run away. Not now.