"Not today!" Suddenly, Zephyr grabbed Moby and swund him onto the back of his motorcycle, simultaneously pulling out a gun and firing at random appendages, managing to nail Serva and another two men with nonfatal but disabling injuries. Slipping the gun away and tying Moby to the motorcycle, he sped off, leading them in an entirely other Direction. "Alright, Kitane, we're drawing them away," he said into the comlink in his helmet. "The safehouse is located behind an apartment building about fifty blocks away. We'll join you as soon as we get our friends thoroughly lost."