Suddenly I see movement ahead of us. “Astra Heights Police Department! Freeze where you are!” I yell. The person tries to run. “Astra Heights Police. FREEZE!” Pel yells, sprinting past me, throwing an icy spike at the one who tries to run away. Instantly, his feet are caught in a frozen solid block of ice. “Next time, you better listen.” I say, cuffing the person’s hands. “How many of you are there?” Pel asks. Our culprit decides to stay silent. “Well, had your chance to cooperate.” I shrug. “One secured, careful, there seem to be magic users among them. And look out for traps.” Pel radios to the others. “Copy that.” The sergeant confirms the message. This one is secured, so we creep on. “Astra Heights Police, stay where you are!” I hear one of the other teams call. The next thing I hear is a gun being fired. Luckily, my instincts are often quicker than my thinking. I have my own fiery shield up before the bullets reach me.