Among the constant firing of missiles and shooting, Katerina was losing her mind.  Sheâ€™d been in â€˜conflictsâ€™ between organizations, and fights, before, and quite a few missions as well, but she didnâ€™t remember any of them being like this. Of course, she knew what she was getting herself into and how dangerous the mission was, what with the Armenianâ€™s advanced technology and power, and their virus going around. But reality had never slapped her so hard as when she saw a small missile shooting straight in her direction.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">â€˜Out of the way! Move!â€™</span>the voice in her head yelled, and the girl snapped out of her horrifying trance. In a split second, she threw herself on the ground and did a long tuck and roll sideways, crouching behind a small heap of metal and wood in flames, guarding herself from most of the wrath of flying sharp objects shooting at her.  She was still close to where it landed; closer than anyone could ever get. The scalding, yet comforting burn of the hot air hitting her face made her sigh in temporary relief. The heat of the explosions could not hurt her; only the force and impact of them could, and every shard they sent shooting straight at her.  The girl was safe for the moment. Hiding behind the flames, harmless to her, concealed her well. And nobody would assume someone was hiding so close to the fire.<br/><br/>Kate panted, her chest heaving up and down in agony. She had a small cut on her cheek-bone and her left forearm also had a deep gash drawn on the white soft flesh. Good thing it wasnâ€™t her right.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">â€˜That was too close; it canâ€™t happen again,â€™</span>she thought.<br/><br/>She focused on her surroundings, taking in every pile of junk and every single place she could hide behind.  Her eyes then snapped to the group of Espers, spread apart, some hiding, some running around dodging missiles.  She caught Roselia from the corner of her eye, behind some rubble as well, a bit farther. Her eyes narrowed as she watched her eye up a loose beam, up high. Kate smirked, thinking ahead. She let her handle it and continued looking around for any weak or blind spots she could fire at. As she focused herself on the situation, analyzing her surroundings, she felt the familiar scorching heat rush through her veins, making her blood boil, and her eyes gradually building up their glow, to a slightly noticeable level.<br/><br/>Her head snapped back to Roselia and, as she did so, she heard a crash; different than the missile explosions that were deafening her. She turned again to look at an approaching mech. The loose beam Roselia had been eyeing was gone and had crashed into said mechâ€™s â€˜shoulderâ€™, nearly knocking it into the water. Nearly. Almost. Kate frowned.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">â€˜So close. Good one, though.â€™</span><br/><br/>Kate stared at the mech falling back for the moment, and eyed some others. She took an opportunity to run quickly to where Roselia was. What she did with the beam meant she had telekinesis or something of the sort. She had gotten an idea, but she needed Roseliaâ€™s ability as well as hers to put it into action. As she fell down next to her, she looked up at the girl and narrowed her glowing eyes.<br/><br/>â€œI know youâ€™re trying to sink one of them, and hereâ€™s what weâ€™re going to do, for a more certain plan," she said decisively. "Can you move liquids, and if yes, how much at a time?â€