[b]A flock of Sparrows fly above the rushing guardsmen. The tiny heralds deactivate their cameras and fly to their nest; they have done their job.[/b] [i]One figure pushed against the escaping crowd, void of any intent of escaping. As some knights and guardsmen rushed after some a few Venom Incorporated members, they passed the black-plated form. In turn, Phoenix looked up in a flash and activated his other systems. Four of the rushing Monarchy soldiers received a spearhead to each of their legs. The strikes made by the hydraulic arms on the armoured man's back made calculated attacks to stab the exposed area behind their knees: free of any armour to defend against the blow. There was only one knight who wasn't knocked down by the swift and unexpected attack. Turning around to face his assailant, he was met by a swift bludgeon to the face by a long and curved object wielded by Phoenix. It was the mechanical katana sheath, still housing Razorblaze within it. Hooking the sheath behind the staggered soldier's head, he forced the armour figure down to the ground. By now, a few other soldiers noticed the new attacker. They advanced towards him in a large group, having the reassurance of reinforcements all around them. The pyromaniac mercenary promised himself to not kill anyone yet, so he upheld his promise. One guard attempted a stab at the expert swordsman, which was his mistake. Phoenix ducked into the thrust, allowing it to scratch off of the main plating protecting his chest. A hydraulic powered elbow to the face was all it took to fell the opposing enemy, but that itself would not handle the rest of the soldiers. Throwing the still-conscious guardsman into the rest, he activated his wrist mounted grenade launcher and fired a "Willy Pete" smoke grenade into the side of a nearby wall. With carefully planned trajectory, the small cylinder bounced off of the bricks and above the heads of the Monarchy forces. It was high enough not to burn any soldiers, but still released its trademark smokescreen. All who were caught in the grey gaze were either compelled to leave the choking smoke, or cover both their eyes and mouth. Either way, that was when the Blue Pyromaniac made his escape. Easily slipping through the rest, he had no trouble in passing the other various people (RPers) attacking the guards and past the Front Gates.[/i]