Okay... that... might have done something. It was... strangely quiet. Okay, okay, okay... Lapine decided to keep going with the fire and ammo, but staggered her shots more since the creature clearly was slowed down. Eventually the power got cut, and then Lapine could stop shooting, having finished out the magazine in the rifle. She let the spirit keep going ham though, now that the sucking of it's soul was ceased. Lapine figured at this point she'd let the spirit get some revenge and do it's thing; the room became an oven as she had the spirit just burn the flesh body until it was dust and scorch marks. She didn't have him stop there though; wile Lapine made sure Leon was still okay, she decided that this building - and the resulting astral space as a result - needed to be cleansed, or something.<br/><br/>For a spirit this powerful, it would not take long; they could slowly walk their way out with her gun following them, melting doors, burning walls and ceiling. Lapine eventually needed to pull her mask on to keep the smoke from killing her, and then she needed to pick up the pace as even that wasn't helping her lungs. The flesh in the hall, the laboratory, the bodies, the the politico's body... it was all going up in flames. The compound was isolated enough it was unlikely to do much damage outside of the area, which was good as Lapine didn't want to add more to the potential arson charges than she already was.<br/><br/>Once she was outside, she made the spirit do one more thing, and that was make sure the building was sure to burn down as much as possible, just the building, not the rest of the compound... and he was free to go, with her dearest apologies. She would find some way to make it up to the spirit for the loss of it's energy; she had never intended it to do that...<br/><br/>From there... and with the adrenaline winding down, her rifle stuffed back into Leon's bag, and her own SMG reloaded and resting on her, instead of in her grasp... it was then that the exhaustion from earlier was truly hitting her. She was a little tired, and she had the beginnings of the headache, and she had to shut her nose off again for the smell of fire and flesh. But they were in the barrens, and work still wasn't done...<br/><br/><So... how's everyone doing?> she asked as she worked with them to get back to their vehicle, where Lapine would take shotgun with her SMG tucked into her shoulder, which would make her feel a whole lot better. <We still have a little more brain to kill that thing, everyone up to it?>