[Peter, Gabriel]
As Gabriel approached, Peter threw out a hand, grasping at the pair of straight-jacketed looking things and flinging them back a few feet. Unfortunately, they were fairly relentless, and the move didn't phase them all that much. Still, it bought some time.
[The box!] he sent. [Whatever it takes, get that box open.]
Two of the suited men were flanking the box. Peter grabbed the pair of minions that were leaping at him and Gabriel again, and sent them flying at their masters, leaving Gabriel a clear path to the box.
[I'll cover you.]
Fire filled Peter's hands as he rushed forward, ready to take these things apart to keep them away from Gabe.