Chemical Weaponry (5)

'I can't take on the entire crowd until I get rid of the guy controlling the air.' Jason's eyes moved back and forth between his options. 'Even though he stopped my gas, this guy should be finished. He inhaled enough to knock someone out for a few days.'

Jason prepared himself to charge at the air controlling cadet, only for the ground between them to rise up and shield them. Jason stabilised his balance during the tremors that it caused as he looked towards the approaching crowd. 

A female cadet off to the right side, who had blonde hair, seemed to be responsible. This was evident due to the cracks in the ground that ran from her foot all the way to the edge of the wall in front of Jason. 'She's going to be another tough one.'