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focus on that, I had my own job to accomplish.
    There were two Agents with guns leaning over the edge of the 20twelve Lounge roof. They watched as I hurtled above their heads, dumbstruck. There was another Agent towards the middle of the roof, with one more towards the rear. I landed almost at the center, hitting the ground in a tuck and roll, crashing into the legs of the Agent there, knocking him off his feet. I continued the roll, coming to my feet, swinging my right arm in an uppercut, catching the Agent towards the rear of the roof in the face, the strength of my blow sending him rocketing up into the air and over the side of the building. The Agent I had crashed into was getting to feet, diving on my back. I grabbed him by his head and arm, twisting his body over my shoulder, placing him in a chokehold, squeezing as tightly as I could until something in his throat crushed and his body went limp.
    Another explosion went off from below and debris started falling from the sky, pieces of burning cars and pavement crashing down onto the 20twelve Lounge roof. I did three back flips just as the rooftop beneath my feet exploded from a mass of twisted burning car wreckage, bodies raining down from the sky like human rain drops as Connor just began tossing Agents into the air. I spun around and kicked, catching one of the Agents in the side of the head, holding my foot in the air momentarily as his body overturned off the side of the roof, before placing it down.
    The final Agent discharged his shotgun once, but I circumvented the blast. He fired once more and I sidestepped that one as well, then closed the expanse between us, knocking the weapon from his hand. From his side he pulled out an all-black bayonet and swung. He was practiced with the blade and the tip of it carved into the side of my face profoundly, blood splashing everywhere. The Agent took a step back and got into a low crouch as we began to circle each other. He swung again and I caught he bayonet blade in my hand, bringing it to a stop, halting all forward momentum. Blood began to trickle down my wrist, but before I could rip the weapon free from his hand, tiny blue lights appeared on the side of the bayonet, followed by another and another in rapid succession.
    Once the third light lit up, a horrific shockwave of electricity exploded into my body knocking me backwards on the rooftop, causing me to convulse, making it problematic for me to move. I struggled to one knee as the Agent walked towards me, yet behind him, rising higher and higher into the air was Connor; his entire body incased in flame like armor, the fire taking the form of a burning eagle, his arms encompassed by its wings while his legs were the eagles burning claws. Connor landed on the Agents back, the searing talons of the eagle burning the man to ash.
    As he stood, the form of the eagle about him burned bright in the night sky.
    I looked upon him in amazement. “I’ve never seen you do anything like that before.”
    Connor just shrugged. “There are a lot of things you’ve never seen me do before.”
    “We need to get Staci back.” I looked out at the city, doing a cursory scan, my vision locking onto a street light two blocks away, then a gas station two blocks further out, to a black SUV four blocks beyond that. “I see her.”
    From the skies above, the helicopter swung into view, shining its search light on us.
    “We’re not going after Girard.” Connor stated.
    “What?” I spun around. “They’re going to kill her.”
    Connor gave a little smirk. “Good.”
    “Good?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
    “She set us up.” He expounded. “Voluntarily. She deserves whatever she gets.”
    Someone from the helicopter started firing a semi-automatic, the bullets striking the rooftop in between where Connor and I stood, kicking up dust and ruble as they struck. The flaming eagle that enveloped Connor rose up, leaving him completely, rising up higher into the air, letting