"Shift, Everest. Everest, Shift." Immediately I see military rushing up with the 50 cals and multiple heavy artillery. Just then I do a push gesture with my hand, but my wave isn't firing. Your powers dampen with limited telekinesis. "They're jamming us...", I say in distress. Everest lowers her head hands me her pup, while she charges at the nearby men. [b]Take care of my little Summit[/b], she charges towards the artillery and Rams into the control panel by the door sealing all exits. We hear the elevator behind us open with several police and personnel walking out. "Got a plan", I ask Shift. I hold Summit close by. He whimpers and huddles close.