OOC: The small group being the circle formation that Vengeance called that the start. It's quite a large target, so he went for Truakhia specifically, as part of the Fury formation.
OOC: You'd need a pretty big explosive for that, I'm afraid. He was never grouped up in the main formation because he was a border scout.
This game, as most do, runs on more realistic sciences than canon.
OOC: Trololol... realism.
[IC - Truakhia] - [Onu-Metru]
Truakhia eyed the laser beams as his enemy... well, eyed his allies. "This will not do. There are too many Blades on the borders as it is; an attack from above would be debilitating. Better finish this."
Noting the source of the attack, Truakhia realized a crossbow bolt would be unwise. Whatever was keeping his enemy in his place would probably disrupt the flight path of his attack... he'd need something a bitter smarter than a full melee attack. Instead, he directed his powers to create a magnetic pull between the area around his target and another Blades agent on the ground below; one way or another, the two would be colliding with considerable force.
"Any help would be appreciated!" he yelled at the rest of the Blades.
"Whatever..." I leaped forward and swung the battleaxe down at Vihu's torso, I didn't care if the matoran slit his throat or not. Either way I wanted the Blade to die, my parent's deaths demanded blood.
OOC: Don't you guys realize it's too early in the plot to go murdering people? Sheesh.
[IC - Callerin] - [Onu-Metru]
Before Skyra could strike the blow, however, a bolt of white-hot flame shot out of the darkness towards Xaron's exposed back, followed almost immediately by a massive wall of blinding flame errupted between her and Vilu, forcing either recoil or incineration. It was gone almost as soon as it appeared, a blinding contrast against the darkness of the archives.
From the shadows stepped forth Callerin, her cloak glowing as she moved forwards (though seeing this would be difficult for those there, what with the aforementioned blinding light). "How incompetent do you have to be?" she asked. Her target was unclear at first, until she added, "You were supposed to be fighting Vengeance, not some fools, a vigilante, and a bug."
At least, that's what she suspected. She remembered a story the Circle had spread around about an agent going rogue and injuring her entire team, or something along those lines. The weapon and general figure matched enough, but in any case, this Toa was no Fury agent. Even if she was wrong, though, it was worth a try - the more you know about a foe than they know about you, the more they will fear you.
"To the rest of you, let him go. The Blades are only here for Vengeance, and this is not your fight."
She didn't really mind if Vilu died, either. But this wasn't a question of the logistics of keeping one Blade from dying; it was a question of preventing any others this lot took out from the sidelines from meeting their fate. Killing them wasn't her top priority, but it certainly wouldn't hurt if they were too foolish to listen.
-Toa Levacius Zehvor