Free (The Push Chronicles (Book 2): Indefatigable by J.B. Garner Page B

flash-frozen blocks of meat.
    "The cavalry has arrived and we're ready to stake vampire tails," Tank shouted as we ramped out the hole.  That did attract us attention in the mists as we were immediately flanked by creatures on either side.  The first ate one of Tank's plasma blasts and charred nicely as Medusa drove a pool stick from the bar into it's chest.  The other was lanced through the side by a mechanically-drive wooden arrow, shooting it across the street, down but still mobile.
    "We need to see," I found myself saying pointlessly.  The Whiteout's influence was unavoidable sometimes.  I had a thought pop into my head as Tank rolled out to join the defensive formation.  "These fogged ones ... they aren't actual gas or they could seep out the cracks in the shell.  Density dispersion or something, I think."
    "This is going somewhere right, Indy?" Ex said, throwing up an ice wall right in the face of a charging vampire before impaling it to said wall with the sudden growth of crystalline spikes.
    "When do her musings not?" Mind's Eye pointed out, spearing the trapped vampire with a levitating stake.
    "Mind, can you push out omnidirectionally with your TK, but at low power?" I asked, focusing on the plan instead of the vampires swirling around.  I only hoped we could contain this before one of them thought to bring heavy ordinance into play.  Archer had said that weapons crate had explosives in it, after all.  "We need a constant unbroken field."
    "Ah," the Indian psychic intoned.  "Yes, I will make it happen."
    "Zounds, now I grasp yon intellect," the Crusader enthused.  "Jolly good!"
    "Everyone, huddle up," I ordered.  I tried to only rarely to put myself in charge, even now that Ex and I weren't an item.  He was the leader of the Atlanta Five and I had no problem delegating that authority.  At the end of the day, though, everyone wound up looking to me for the final play.  "Mind, the second we're together -"
    "Of course, I am ready."
    It was only a moment before we were all together in a defensive circle, ready for anything.  It was obvious to the creatures in the fog that something was up.  Now that I knew to listen for it, I could hear the faintest edge of their high-pitched speech even if I couldn't understand it.  If this didn't work, we would most likely be in trouble.
    There was no need for a signal.  Mind's Eye was a precise, brilliant person with impeccable timing.  The moment we were together, there was a radiating pulse of invisible force.  To me, it was only a very faint breeze, but I could see the others waver slightly against the psionic field.  As the telekinetic sphere radiated against the fog, it steadily pushed it back.  I could see through the lens of my heightened senses that it wasn't just pushing away in unconnected clumps as a normal cloud.  Instead, I could just barely make out how each 'cloud' seemed to move as a unit.  There were four distinct clouds I could see, each one no doubt being one gaseous vampire.  When the wave pushed against the solid vampires, it wavered a moment then seemed to push around them, like the surface of a bubble that pushes past an object without popping.  A moment later, the mists were shoved against the edges of the stone shield, leaving five suddenly unprotected vampire Hogs out in the open.  They had been in the middle of preparing some kind of rocket or missile launcher.
    "Get 'em," was all Ex had to say.  Though Mind's Eye had to concentrate on sequestering the fog at the moment, there really wasn't much that five unprepared beings, even vampires, could do under the sudden coordinated tide of the team.  I even got to get in one last staking personally.  The rubber bullet thing was not sitting well with me, nor the fact they wanted me specifically alive.
    The fogged ones didn't fare any better.  When our attack began, they shifted back to solid to try to help, which only led them to being locked down in the tighter, stronger grip of