Noticing the two on the roof Mason warned, "Watch out two on the roof distracted but there. I'll take em watch for the rest. Lets see how well they dance."

Random
The wreckage of the burning car seems to shift as the great form City Spirit begins to manifest, taking the form of a "muffler man" using the various parts within the heap. It awaits your orders.

---Next Phase---
Mason
As Grace gently rocks in your hand you place nine more rounds down range. The ghoul on the right disintegrates under the first six, the ghoul on the left faired slightly better, it merely loses the use on an arm and is moving much slower.

Random looked upon the forming metal man, pleased with his success, and more pleased with the fact that he hadn't added anything to his headache with the exhertion. When it was fully formed, he gave it the command to "Eliminate the ghouls."

"Oh frag this." With that, Scratch lifts up his Hellblazer and just lets an almost disgusted pair of blasts of shot head towards the three drekheads climbing out of the sewer once his smartlink signals that it had the choke set properly.

Scratch
Leaning to the side to avoid Random, you draw and open up with both barrels. The Hellblazer's live up to their moniker as the the three poor souls are laid to rest, in about eighty different pieces each and spread over the street for another 20 meters.

The remaining ghouls found themselves becoming rather clumbsy as the spirit unleashed it's Accident power on them.

Random
Though nothing seems to happen to the ones rounding the corner, you hear a startled noise from above you as one of the poor slobs on the roof trips over his dead friend and begins to fall uncontrolably from the side of the building.
The poor bastard just isn't having any love form the universe, first his wife leaves him, then he contracts the Krieger strain, he rambles about for a few months and then tonight, it culminates in him out hunting up some food, getting shot to hell and them stumbling off the roff. He manages to get his chin stuck for a second on a window and the wet crack of bones snapping is aubible, even over the low rush of th fire and Scratch's demolition of the ghouls behind you.

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Mason grunted as the two ghouls fell, one down the other to the ground off the roof. Seeing Random and Scratches attention drawn further down the street, Mason moved towards the door looking for a window with a better angle on the situation, his clip hitting the ground as he ejected it, with a mental note to retrieve the bullets from it later. Pushing the window pintel open, Mason scaned for nearest target.