The staff cut down three of the N-Bots, literally in half, sheering through the metal car frame with ease. Jarno, acting on reflex, jumped back, but not before receiving a gash down his shoulder which burned with orange light, lightning crackling over the wound. Snarling, both in pain and from the realization of what she had down, he grabbed the van in one hand and twirled on his heels, hurling it like it weighed nothing! He charged her a half a second later, trying to take her off guard with a sprinting punch, crackling fist reared back.<br/><br/>The van slammed into a building side and split open from the force, crashing down to the ground... not the best choice on Jarno's part. Their ears would be ringing, but the prisoners would only have some shackles keeping them from being a problem, and with their Morpher's locked in the vans wreckage... Jarno wasn't exactly valued for his brains.