Jacks knew that time was of the essence, M was upstairs naked and alone. She was practically blind and suffocating from the dust, but she was of no use to him like that so he was going to have to do something about that.<br/><br/>He fell through the air and crashed into the dirt hardpack below. The flying dirt was so dense down here that a human wouldn't have been able to see inches in front of their face, but Jacks wasn't encumber by human limitations and he strode out into the cloud of swirling jet-bikes.  The first one to come in close range to him, his wounded arm shot out and he clotheslines the man right off the back of his ride.<br/><br/>Jacks jumps up and lands on the hoverbike's padded seat, reeving it and flying off into the fray. With him mounted on one of the gang's vehicles they wouldn't be able to tell the difference between himself and another gang member. Unfortunately neither would M, which meant he ran the chance of encountering 'friendly fire'. He couldn't worry about that now, and he pegged the accelerator and tore off around the building, looking for his next target.<br/><br/>**********<br/><br/>Meanwhile upstairs M was cowering, naked and scared just trying not to get blasted by one of the hundreds of plasma bolts that ripped through the walls from every direction. She randomly stuck her pistol over her cover and shot off a few blindshots but she could managed little more before a barrage of fire came blasting her way.<br/><br/>The men outside the barricaded door were starting to make progress, They'd splintered the wood and had a hole cracked in the frame. One of them stuck his face in for the briefest of seconds. "Hey! I see her! She's in the back room....." The marauder called out to his twisted friends, the cheered and roared. "Don't worry sexy, We'll be in shortly and then we'll have some real fun!" He screamed out to her, hoping that she might actually shoot through the door and make their job of busting it down a little easier.