Vergil grimaced as he saw the monitor's fist connect with Triste's face. She seemed to be clearly dazed now, and Varanus had the upper hand. Swatting her free hand away, he went in for another blow before Vergil stood over him. "I said... get off her!" he ordered, igniting his blade again as Varanus was forced to roll to the side as Vergil swung at him (carefully though to avoid Triste).
Bringing his own blade out, Varanus once more connected with Vergil's sword, but this time, momentum wasn't on his side. Vergil used the blow of the two swords to cause his own to rebound and slice downward, connecting with Varanus's right leg, causing him to scream out in pain as he went down on one knee. Vergil didn't aim to cripple, but he did aim to disable, and the gecko was able to move to interpose himself between Triste and Varanus now, the monitor hanging on in this fight as he swung again, but much weaker this time. Vergil easily turned aside the blow and sliced into Varanus's arm, causing a burn that led to the bigger lizard dropping his sword off the side of the Rover.
Vergil saw his chance, and raised his hand even as the persistent Varanus moved to both telekinetically grab his sword and throw his fist into Vergil's chest. The gecko wasn't anticipating it, and the two of them connected almost simultaneously: Vergil managed to psionically throw Varanus off the back of the Rover right as the monitor's fist connected with his chest. The gecko had barely managed to beat Varanus though, making Varanus's blow less fierce, but it still knocked Vergil backwards and onto Triste with a big "Oooof!" escaping him as he went down.
Varanus was tossed backwards and slammed into the windshield of the Jeep behind him, cracking the glass and causing the driver to swerve dangerously as Veranus toppled and rolled off the Jeep. Both turned towards the cliff's edge, and the Jeep's momentum carried it onwards even as its brakes screeched. "SHIT!" the driver yelled, seeing oblivion before him as the Jeep drove right off the cliff and tumbled over the edge to impact with trees and vegetation on the way down, the force of the blows rattling, severely crippling and outright killing the occupants before the Jeep crumpled into a compact shell as it finally struck the bottom with a sound like a thousand panes of glass shattering at once. By the time it was over, the Jeep looked as if a giant's fist had slammed it into the Earth, and there was no way any of the occupants could've survived; the Death Road had just added even more victims to its record.
Tony began slowing the Rover down now to help out his companions behind him, as he saw they were in serious trouble with their tires. Varanus was nowhere to be seen: he had managed to roll over the side but had fortunately for him landed in a smaller tree growing off the side of the mountain. He'd managed to break his fall somewhat, but was still badly injured. He decided to remain stationary to avoid detection, and was barely conscious at this point anyway, the warrior struggling to remain aware of his surroundings even as blackness threatened to engulf his vision.
Tony fumbled with the trunk of the Rover, throwing it open and tearing into his luggage to retrieve a pistol he'd packed away in there. He'd opted for an older projectile weapon, since lasers would've raised more questions at the airport. "Come on!" he shouted to Marie. "We've gotta give the others some cover!" Taking shelter behind the Rover, Tony fired at the second Jeep off in the distance, doing his best to avoid Marita's Rover in between the two.
Vergil was winded, gasping for breath as he lay on top of Triste. "Damn..." he managed to wheeze. "Are you... are you all right?" he asked her, thinking only of her first as he battled to regain his breath. Some drops of water fell on his face from a small nearby waterfall that cascaded down over the Yungas Road. The water felt good to the gecko, and he closed his eyes, just barely having the strength to roll off of Triste and onto his belly.
Only the rearmost Jeep remained, but they weren't going anywhere with a blown tire. Although they continued firing on Marita's Rover, the distance was gradually increasing, and they were taking fire now from Tony up ahead as well. Suddenly, they heard Varanus's voice in their ear buds. "If any of you assholes are still alive, I'd really appreciate an extraction!"
"Uh, right boss!" the driver responded. "Get a new tire on this thing!" he ordered, and one of the three surviving gunmen moved to get the spare off the back of the Jeep and change it out, even as Tony managed to hit one of them in his neck, causing him to fall backwards behind the Jeep and leaving only two remaining.
