"You don't always need a gun to win a fight like this...." Aimee replied back, looking around for a moment as the car that she was behind, now had many holes in it as well as the windows of it shattered.
She noticed something at the construction sight where everyone else was and bolted over, rushing over to Alfred in particular "You think you could throw that?" she asked in regards to a nearby hand cement mixer, one that was her height, but she knew she would be able to throw it far enough if she tried.
Shakila on the other hand, was already on the other side of the street, doing what she could to stay out of sight from the Dragonstorm agents, basically, being cornered herself, having nowhere else to run.