Alana got closer as she saw she wasn't heard. Her eye caught sight of Baraka and Sheeva, legless and beaten brutally. On the hand of her supposed ally, was Kano. This level of brutality was expected from their world, which meant that her ally's soul not only knew them, but had a big enough beef that simply beating them wasn't enough.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00"><span style="font-style: italic">"You have to stop him, before he kills them!"</span></span>exclaimed Sari.<br/><br/><span style="color: #BFBFFF">"Alana, Let me handle this. This guy is not something you're ready to handle right now."</span>, said Gally.<br/><br/>Looking at the scene in front of her, she had to agree. She wasn't ready to handle the level of power needed to stop this guy.<br/><br/>"Do it" said Alana. The transition happened seamlessly. One moment she was in control, the next it was like she was seeing a movie or a Let's Play.<br/><br/>The flight pack was reabsorbed into her body as she fell at an angle. Gally began to calculate her maneuver. Fortunately, Alana's mind , while not being up to the level of Melchizedek, was capable of handling the necessary equations. She would try blunt force first, to knock the attacker away from the victims. If he persisted, she would have to get more serious. However priority was given to the survival of the victims.<br/><br/>As soon as Gally touched down on the floor, she angled herself into pounce posture. Orbs of plasma formed at the base of her heels and detonated. While not as fast as she would have liked, she blazed forward at frightening speed, a living missile aimed at her 'Ally'.