The seed rolled around in the elevator for Hoss to discover while they made their escape of the damaged basement and collapsing first floor. "You get Del out of here, I need to grab an old friend of mine." He said getting Hoss out with Del's body towards the front door but immediately ducked for cover with the bakery truck coming around with a massive Maxim LMG loaded in the back, basically, a Gatlin gun mounted on legs.<br/><br/>The Frenchmen sneered crawling down the steps leaving blood in his wake while Del closed the gap in Kryner's intimidating demeanor to start getting some questions. Speaking french he cursed her out before his mouth fell open laughing as he clutched the box tightly to his chest. The truck pulled up and started to open fire, Del naturally taking cover behind the stairs while the suppressive fire continued relentlessly with the driver climbing out to drag the Frenchman back into the bed before moving around to the truck. The bullets never stopped hailing over Del's head while the truck started to move again it was getting closer until a crack of a rifle went off with Danny finally taking his shot to punch clean through the truck and take the head off the gunner allowing Del not to get punched into swiss cheese. The truck sped off as fast as lightning down the bumpy road crashing clean through the gate and wheeling around with a black car with the guys from the bakery coming over to the gate with their shotguns, baseball bats and revolvers at the ready to buy time for the getaway truck. Danny motioned for Del to see him covering her to get to a better spot or back inside the building as he took another crack shot to hit the driver in the chest.<br/><br/>Charles just chuckled looking at her, "I don't think magic is gonna get rid of my gusto, no offense but I just don't think it'd work. However, never been a man to turn down a good time so go on enchant me." Charles said with a grin on his face as he rested his chin in his palm.<br/><br/>The Frenchman laying in the back bleeding held the cross in his palm looking to the sky.<br/>"Forsooth... I have done my duty... monocrease... monocrease." He said before dying from the massive amounts of blood loss about 10 minutes down the road leaving the box to disappear into the docks... along with the driver and the Frenchman's body who were both found in that bakery truck burning.