Speaker ducked his head under the insect swarm, making a thin but protective coating of psychic energy around him to defend against any stinging. It was an instinctual reaction and it was only when the swarm lifted away did he realize he had not covered Miss Trixx as well. Looking frantically after the swarm, the soft spoken telekinetic would have taken to follow it if not for the immediate assault of the so documented bloodthirsty Felintis pack. He reached his telekinetic powers out to try and stop or grab the moths but they were too fast, and too many insects in the way. This, though brought some use, as his telekinetic tendrils shot again and again after the swarm and brought down a good number of specimens of the various insect life for a later close anatomical study.<br/><br/><span style="color: #4da6ff">"Evy. Connect me to the others."</span>he spoke through his comm and moved to a central spot in the camp.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"Close ranks. Stay close to me. I shall try to hold them back. Mister Berrac, Miss Issy, Mister Zero, our lives are in your hands. Mister Zero, you have the lead."</span>he issued his orders and took a still, meditative stance, straining his powers for one more effort to keep the feline predators off the expedition members. His intent was to push and keep the beasts away but should they prove too stubborn, he would start inflicting pain onto the predators, breaking their legs so they would not get closer.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>