Niva was thrown off her feet in the wave of sound that erupted from the peaceful green forest. She covered her ears with her hands as if that would do some good. Someone caught her under the arm and drug her into the cabin. The walls were moving as if they were breathing and the glass sprayed across the room as the sonic waves shattered the panes.<br/><br/>She managed to get her equilibrium, now that there was somewhat of a barrier between her and those , those, things. Damn The Corporation! Her mind was searching at warp speed in the filing cabinet of her brain, what the hell were they supposed to do now? This cabin was a safe place, off the freakin grid. The sound seemed to roll relentlessly forward, creating havoc in its pathway. Niva realized that conventional weapons would not work, at least with a frontal assault.<br/><br/>“Flank them. Get behind them.” She tried to shout but her words were lost. The stones in the walls were starting to break loose and mortar crumbled at her feet. With a wave of her hand and shake of her head, she crept along the floor to the back room. Lying on the floor, she pulled the floor boards loose to reveal a gun safe concealed under the rug. Here she found a rocket launcher and a stockpile of ammo.<br/><br/>Using crude sign language, she indicated a plan to leave from the back of the house and circle around behind the Boom Box Brothers.<br/><br/>“Or we could just run for it,” she thought with a grim smile. That probably wouldn’t work.<br/><br/>“Who are you people?” she asked “and why don’t you put on your suit, Iron Man? Isn’t that what you do?”