Obidiah and the rest of first platoon fire at the SAMs above them while Tyirrak brings his squad inside the transport.

Tyirrak, Vashti, and Xion appear in a large containment room with strange machines and an odd looking humanoid behind thick glass. Three dead Coalition soldiers lay dead on the floor (in this case the ceiling as it landed upside down). The life form behind the glass is a naked human male, but his body looks like tissue paper wrapped around bones, and his head is four or five times the size of a normal human head, and there is definitely no skull containing the bulging flesh inside his head. He lays facedown on the floor (ceiling) behind the closed glass doors.

Tyirrak glanced around the room, "Fan out, clear the room and cover the exits. If you can shield your minds, do so now. Stay by the doors."

Tyirrak cleared the room with them, making sure all exits were covered. He turned to the man inside the glass, clearly the source of the psychic signature. Time to do some talking.

~Who are you and what are you doing here?~ he asked the man telepathically, releasing his mental barriers for a moment to get the message out.

The area outside the glass room is 20x12 feet, and several machines, and monitoring stations are protruding from the walls. There is one entrance, opposite the glass. The door is open, and the controls for the door on a panel to its right, does not seem to be functioning.

The psychic lays on the floor motionless. A long black tube can be seen running from a machine in his chamber to the back of his bulging head.

Tyirrak narrowed his eyes.

Vashti took up a position near the door.  He relaxed as much as one could, given the current situation, and turned most of his attention towards the door in case there were CS soldiers still within the transport.  Still, he couldn't help but cast curious glances towards the deformed man laying motionless within the enclosure.  He quirked an eyebrow inquisitively towards Tyirrak, but said nothing.

Xion covers Vashti's six and waits to see what Tyirrak has to say about the strange being in the floor.

PM

Tyirraks only movement was the twitching and lashing of his bladed tail.

PM
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8 - Renford Manner

9 - Church
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Obidiah, Captain Shira, his two demons (Toq'Toa, and Sanguum), Carver, Archangel and Thasha move positions after dropping all of the SAMs in their area. They come under fire from the houses between the church and Renford Manner. The houses are mostly rubble, which makes it even more difficult to spot the shooters, of which their appears to be at least nine.

please roll initiative Obidiah
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"He wants us to take him with us." Tyirrak explained to the others out loud, as he continued to stare at the mutant within the vat.
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Xion looks around a little confused, "Where we taking him exactly?"

"Out of here. He wants us to free him from them."

"Then let's bust him out and get the hell out of here."

Tyirrak began inspecting the tank as he replied, "I'm asking him if he can move under his own power."

He also glanced about, "And while we're here, I was going to suggest that one of us toss some fusion blocks into the back of their barricade there. I have a few on me."

Xion nods, "I can plant the fusion blocks for you sir." Xion takes them and gets ready to plant and run. Xion will look for the best possible locations to plant the fusion blocks for maximum effectiveness.

"Not until we are ready to leave. I will use clairvoyance to make sure the coast is clear." Tyirrak replied before handing the elf the fusion blocks.

OOC : This is not a tank, it is a room with a chair, sealed behind protective glass.
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Several heavy foot steps are heard charging for the door. One of the approaching soldiers can be heard speaking to the others as they charge the door from elsewhere in the transport.

"There are three of them inside! two of them are aliens, one is a mage!"

Another answers back "Jendan's orders are no prisoners. Kill 'em all!"

~Get behind me, I'm portaling us into his room, and then out of here.~ Tyirrak sent a telepathic message to both Vashti and Xion, to not alert the soldiers to their plan. As he did this, he set a timer on one of the fusion blocks, and tossed it amongst some of the wreckage.

Tyirrak glanced at the protective glass, and figured he wasn't going to be able to smash it. It had apparently survived two large impacts, so he wasn't going to waste time trying. Instead he created another mystic portal that created a door in the glass, and the second that Vashti and Xion were through he dropped it. He immediately cast another mystic portal from inside the room to the nearest bunker that the company still held. He picked up the psychic and hopped through it.

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Vashti followed Tyirrak and Xion, making sure that he was, himself, the last to pass through where possible.  Skinny as he was, Vashti wouldn't make the world's best shield but he was certainly better than nothing.

"Hey, goons!" he shouted to the CS troops while stepping through the second portal, "I'd recommend ducking!"

PM

Tyirrak's squad ported into the psychics' chamber, and the soldiers charge closer. Two grenades land inside the room and detonate by the door causing very little damage to the floors or walls, and several troops run inside immediately after. (Five soldiers in Special Forces SAMAS suits, and three heavy Cyborgs enter the room). Tyirrak bends down to pick up the psychic but decides to slice all of the hoses and wires running into his body first, before tearing them out of his body.

A shockwave of concussive energy is released from teh psychics head when the thick black tube is severed. The energy is not enough to knock anyone down, just enough to hurt the eyes momentarily, and pop ear drums. The other effect is all magic in effect is instantly dispelled. (Any magic armour, invisiblity and such was just deactivated). Tyirrak finds that he is unable to cast mystic portal again.

The timer on the fusion block counts down, and the troops open fire on the glass and destroy it in a few seconds.