To think that she was solely focusing on his teeth would not be wrong, but it wouldn't be right either. While she continued to fight with the deranged man, she was always looking for any kind of opening. However, the plan wasn't going the way she would have hoped. She grunted as she felt a hit to her ribs, knowing that something might have cracked. She bit the inside of her cheek to refrain from vocalizing her pain too much. It wouldn't do her any good if she was seen as weak. It was already difficult being a woman in the organization, without other people looking down on her as inferior. Just because she was smaller didn't mean she couldn't fight as good as a man. Hell, she was typically faster than those muscular brutes.<br/><br/>However, this time things were different as the Cannibal was very agile and not to mention had a tremendous amount of stamina. She wasn't sure how long this fight would last, as he seemed to be barely putting in an effort to fighting her. Was it because he was a bio-weapon or was she just thinking too negatively about this situation? The more that they exchanged and blocked blows, the more she realized that he was beginning to dodge her attacks, countering more effectively. She grunted as another blow hit her in the jaw. She spat out blood instantly though that didn't slow her down. She couldn't let his hits affect her, even if it hurt like hell. She had to get the pilot even if it was the last thing that she would ever do. She would make sure that she completed her mission before her pending death.<br/><br/>She cursed as her arm was caught and her body was propelled forward, moving closer to the enemy. Her eyes widened as she saw the smile on his face, the way his teeth were bared towards her neck. She tried to think of a way to counter but all she could think about was being eaten alive. This was certainly not the time to think about what would happen if she was bitten. The grip on her arm was too tight to slip out of and she wouldn't have enough time to try and get away from falling into him. Her free arm went to her hip, releasing her gun from its holster and she gripped it tightly as her body crashed into the Cannibal. She knew that she was on the verge of panic as she could feel her breathing hitch, knowing what would happen when he closed his jaws.<br/><br/>She pointed her gun the best she could between their torsos, shooting into the bio-weapon. Even if she couldn't stop him, she would make sure that she caused him pain. Her eyes glanced over at the movement in the car. She glared at the pilot, whom she had been trying so desperately to save. She stopped herself from yelling at him to leave, but then he wouldn't make it that far without her, especially since he was probably incapacitated. She knew that she might not be able to save him and that terrified her. She had never wanted to let Zachariah or the organization down. She believed that man could change the world; she would help change it alongside him and the others. She placed the gun at his torso again, shooting once more.<br/><br/>She knew that he wasn't able to regenerate as fast as she had read. She knew that she would have to harm him even more to stop him; she knew that kind of determination in his eyes. She knew that she had had it too. Her fingers dropped the gun as pain shot throughout her entire body. She let out a gurgled gasp, trying to catch her breath. Although her mind was spinning and swimming in pain, she still had to get her mission done. She struggled against the male, her feet kicking his kneecap, as her fingers dug into the bullet wounds that she had left in him, twisting around with all that she could.<br/><br/>She would be damned if she was the only one going down today.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>It was strange.<br/><br/>To think that she would actually join in on the fighting, it was truly strange. She had never really considered herself much of a fighter but that would all change today. She thought back when she had tapped into her abilities a long time ago, staying in that form had been so thrilling, addicting. She was worried that she wouldn't be able to return and that was what she needed to make sure didn't happen. She would return, probably not entirely as the same person, but she would return. She could sense that Azrai was shifting back into his dangerous mindset, as he had in Jerusalem. Perhaps, she should think like that as well. It might help with the nerves that she was feeling. She was unable to deny that if she consciously thought about killing, it wouldn't happen. She knew that it wouldn't, however, if she could just find that trigger to kill...she would be alright.<br/><br/>As Zachariah pointed to the monitors, she moved closer trying to gain information about the enemy. There wasn't much that she understood about the information that she was reading but she was trying. She wanted to show that she was willing to participate along with everyone else. She noted that these bio-weapons had many traits that she had but she was sure she exceeded their limits. She glanced back over at Zachariah as he spoke once more, she nodded her head, and there was a brief moment of doubt in her eyes though it was soon replaced with a determination that was growing stronger by the second. The more she thought about how these people were trying to take away her freedom, the angrier she became. The more she thought about them as if they were the villagers that had tortured her and the stepfather that abused her; the more she wished to exact revenge upon them.<br/><br/>Maybe she was suited for this task after all; it only took a few moments to think differently about the situation. She turned to look at the monitor, to study more but Zachariah's voice interrupted the process. She felt her heartbeat quicken, the time had come. She was going to fight for the freedom that she deserved and the freedom that belonged to everyone else. The world would not be run by the cruel people of Sanctus Unum. She let out a gentle breath, still feeling a bit nervous but that was normal right? She backed away from the screen she had been studying nearing Maverick. She gave him a gentle smile, sensing that he was a bit uneasy as well. She was sure that her little run with them did nothing to make him feel better. "I wish to know what your plans for me are," she said in a gentle manner. "I have never done anything like this before and I wish to be as useful as possible."<br/><br/>Ivan, who had been studying the information and briefly discussing the new attributes of the gun with one of the developers, came over to the two of them, nodding at them. "I would like a brief game plan as well, if you have one thought up already that is." He was a lot calmer than he had originally felt before, however that only meant that he was going into his work mode. This was no time to mess around and seriously mess something up. They all needed to have a general idea of how things were going to hopefully play out. Of course, things will change once they were on the battlefield and they would have to improvise. But for now, knowing something to go by was a good start; at least they would all be on the same page.<br/><br/>He glanced over at Azrai, knowing that his friend was preparing for the bloodshed; he could see it in his eyes. Hopefully, he wouldn't do anything else reckless, until this whole ordeal was all over. That meant that they all would have to keep an eye on Shizu. If anything happened to her....well they all saw what had happened in Jerusalem. Ivan was more than confident that she was able to handle herself. The way she had easily carried the three of them had been fairly impressive and as much as this was supposed to be a serious occasion, he was curious as to what Shizu could do. He was sure that Zachariah and others were interested as well. She would definitely be a very valuable asset against the bio-weapons.<br/><br/>"It would be nice if we could plan around their weakness," he grumbled, rubbing the stubble around his chin.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Raziel stared at the borders of Bethlehem, his people had brought him this far. He had been told that Zachariah was hidden somewhere within this city. Naturally, he would find him and he would end him immediately. The sun was beating down hot upon them, but that only made him feel more alive. This was the day that they had been waiting for; it was time for the Liberation to begin. The land before the city was barren; it was the perfect setting for the bloody battle that was going to take place. He looked down at his sons and daughters, proud of the determination in their eyes. All of them had been enhanced; however, it may not be enough to overcome the Oni woman, along with the elite members that followed under Zachariah.<br/><br/>"Are you positive that the hideout is here," Raziel asked in a calm manner as he shifted in the seat of his car.<br/><br/>"Of course sir, we have Intel showing that this is the place," explained one of his aids.<br/><br/>"Excellent."<br/><br/>He looked at the sea of soldiers that he had created for this moment, this Liberation. He had handpicked the best of the best, the ones that would never be understood by society, and so on. He made sure to let them know that he cared and wanted nothing more for them to live in a world where those who had harmed his children would be eliminated. It would a utopia, it would be is Holy Land. He would be the God of the New Age. It would all fall into his hands soon enough. His soldiers were stable enough to fight against the ones who wanted to stop the Divine Liberation. He would not allow that to happen.<br/><br/>"Sir, all of the stations are ready." One of his squad's captains called into his earpiece.<br/><br/>A cruel grin came to his lips and he leaned back in his seat, preparing for the show to begin. "Why don't we let them know that they're late to the party?"<br/><br/>"Roger."<br/><br/>Explosives were set off in the city, the ground rumbling and shaking to its own accord. He watched the smoke rise into the sky, the sounds of panic and chaos filled the air. Another round of explosives set off in the city, the chaos grew even more.<br/><br/>The time for war was now.