Marcos didn't want it to come to this, but when their efforts to deescalate the situation fail, he jumps to his backup plan. His new friend is thankfully cooperative, which just makes him think this isn't the first time this has happened to him. And really, he'd be surprised if it was.

He nods at his directions and gets ready. Fortunately he's done this enough times to know his range, but it's a delicate balance with this many people. He has to make sure they don't see where they're going, while hoping he doesn't do any permanent damage. Not that they really deserve the consideration. The second he spots a weapon being readied, he pulls on his powers and shouts over them.

"Now." He raises both hands and shines enough light to blind anyone looking directly at it for too long. Most people have enough sense to look away, but he can hear their pained shouts as he holds it until he's sure that the man he's protecting has enough of a head start.

After a minute he lowers his hands and runs off in the same direction before any of them can clear the spots from their eyes. He doesn't know if they'll keep looking for them, so hopefully he has a hideout waiting for them.