the warm air currents swiftly change as i t-flash with teleclairvoyance , ducking my pretty head and body on the hard floor beside both fallen dirk and rann , and feeling a wave of hot heat soar too freaking close below my hair roots while the flying rounds of maser beams launch deadly in a series of cross fires of yellow beams while i twist my face to the far battle commotion , seeing ty and his loyal band of ranns honor guard units .