Gage took a deep breath. "So we're on the same page, then." He glanced around. The same men with cowls firing on nearly unarmed people... that wasn't a good sign. Up until now he hadn't really suspected Firestein. He trusted his friends' judgment, but did they have to side with the underdogs? The inhumans dashed around frantically, and it didn't look like any attacks were being organized. Did they even have a leader? He shook his head. They had to do something.
"Rex, I need you to morph. Move behind the enemy lines and distract them, get them to turn around. I'll have the others ready to launch a counter attack." He said.