Out of all of those bullets going everywhere, it was perhaps thankful that more than one didn't hit Brooke.

But one did hit Brooke. In the back, on the shoulder. A pain of the sort that she had never felt before violently blossomed, and she saw red. Brooke stumbled. The bullet didn't go all the way through. She fell to her knees and lashed out with her powers, using the newfound pain to her advantage.

They weren't reacting the way she wanted them to. This was a first.

Breathing heavily, she struggled to stand up and continued trying to get away. It would need to be a panic room nearby, now.