From her perch above she can see far more of the forces and their races.  Perhaps normally that wouldn't matter but this isn't the<i>cartel</i>here.  She could see them doing something equally as despicable as rounding up families for ransom purposes, or just to hold them hostage so that a town will<i>have</i>to surrender to them.  However, most of the time they only deal with natives to the country, at least the ones she's been dealing with.  They don't like mercs because they can be bought out by someone else.  Especially with someone like Ramac around that seems to have deeper pockets than a god.  "Buenos dios." She whispers to herself.  "Ramac."<br/><br/>Her eyes flit from the mercenaries to the big man in charge.  One that she's very uncertain about.  He's obviously made of mud but that's not why she's unsure about him.  His weight seems impressive, if the has that much weight, he may also have the strength to support it.  It seems that he could walk fairly well, which means a punch from him would probably put any of them out.  Worse yet is that he is made of mud....the very earth itself.  Could he also<i>control</i>the mud? Would running on the ground be hazardous?<br/><br/>Her job just became a whole lot harder.  And while she hates to admit it, Captain Keyes had been right.  Had they followed Voltaje's lead JD would have been stuck out there possibly treading deep wells of mud while the big...<i>thing</i>snuck up on her and Athena.  Though she can't imagine him sneaking anywhere, that would have been disastrous.  There's another curious thing about the man-thing.  Could she hurt him?  She would guess that he's a great conductor, being mud.  After all, water by itself is not a conductor, it's all the minerals that are in water a lot of the time that make it that way.  So it stands to reason that mud, being<i>mostly</i>the minerals and a little bit of water, would be a great conductor.  However, what does that mean for her?  Could she electrocute him? Would he be able to just ground himself out?  If her mom were here she could turn him to rigid stone by sucking the water out, or possibly just into a fine dust.<br/><br/>But she's not here.  She's silently grateful for that.  If she were here, her sister would also be here.  Both would be faced down with something they don't see too often.  She can see why everyone fears Ramac if this is one of his small forces.  Lead up by at least one super human, with likely the best of the best mercenaries money can buy.  Her eyes do move back to those mercenaries though.  Rifles strapped to them would prove to be their own downfall.  She could<i>use</i>that to her advantage.  Turn the gun, break their hands, use the butt to snap it up into their chins, break some jaws.  Flips safeties so no one gets shot, ultimately get in close and knock them out.<br/><br/>Not yet, though.  She's just readying herself, keeping her eyes peeled for anyone that may take notice of JD.  Rachel was right about how to approach the situation.  Even if it's changed slightly, they still need to get the keys out of the trucks so that they won't start.  She takes a deep breath, then watches as a grenade plows through the air towards the mud-man.  Well<i>that</i>should distract him sufficiently.  Then her eyes are back on the ground, hoping to keep track of JD, or at least of the<i>blur</i>that JD will become and any threats to his being.  She's coiled and ready to go, but waiting all the same.  If he can get out, get the keys, and then back to safety without drawing attention, there's no reason for her to go down and blow her cover from the rooftops.