"Is everybody still in one piece?" Hank asked, looking at the rest of the crew. Peering through the dust and debris he created, Hank could see more guards were headed for the tower they were in. "Cole, what exactly was this idea of yours again, because we seem to have their attention now? Cole?" The Mentalist didn't hear the Ranger's words as he was watching the movement of the guards along the walkways of the fortress, noticing that the tower furthest from the hills was being ignored while those not headed for his location were entering the tower inbetween.
"Hank look! They're going into that other tower too!" he pointed out to the Ranger. There may be more prisoners here than we knew about. And look at this, no more guards seem to be coming from that stairwell, either." He said pointing to the tower to the right of the great doors, "I'll check out the middle prison tower to make sure the guards aren't going after an unaccounted for captive. You can get everyone there if you fire and arrow and make it into a cable for the others to slide down. When you do you can collapse the entrances to the tower on the right, and the tower that we're in. That way none of the guards between the two or inside of this tower will be able to getting back into the fortress." Cole began positioning himself by the hole Hank created, the Stone of Zarpathos in his hand. "I think I can jump it."
"Jump to where?" Booby wondered, "You'll have to chase those guards up the entrance and by then it could be too late."
"Not the entrance, Bobby, to the side of the prison," Cole said, "IF I can make it, I could just blow a hole in the side of the wall with a TK blast, then Hank can fire an arrow for me and the prisoner so we can slide down from that tower."
"Cole, are you alright?" The Hank asked, seeing del Tigre look more drained than before. "I'm not sure you have enough power to blast through that wall." Hank knew with his telekinesis, Cole could potentially do it. However, he also recalled that even the Mentalist had his limits. "I think I'd be better it you used one of these to make a hole in that tower." Hank then the draws a arrow and hands it to Cole.
"A stable, portable, energy arrow that will explode on impact? Since when can you do that, and can you make me another one?" Cole asked.
"Whoever said I couldn't, and yes?" Hank replied generating another arrow. Suddenly the group heard a rush of footsteps heading up the prison stairway. "Well, You better get hopping," Hank told him, "'cause it sounds like unwanted company is heading this way."
