It didn't take much coercion to get the mercenaries on Athena's tale; the tin rooftops around her feet began to ping with the bullets fired at her. She kept low, firing back, drawing the men toward her. Oscar imitated her fire-and-flee tactics, and the two heroes were soon racing into the jungle, the mercenaries close on their heels.<br/><br/>The mud-man wasn't as fleet of foot as the others, but not much stopped him either. He barreled forward, busting through a small dwelling in his rage to get his thick fingers on Athena.<br/><br/>Athena and Oscar found themselves moving fast through the jungle, bullets ripping through the foliage around them as the mercenaries pursued, and somewhere back there could be heard the mud-man hollering obscenities.<br/><br/>With the mass exodus of the mercenaries, the village suddenly seemed relatively calm. There were a few armed men still with the trucks, keeping the townspeople at bay, but Voltaje could tell this was going to be much easier now.