Joseph had been about to launch another set of attacks, when the crystal barrier in front of him suddenly had one of those awful devices against it. He was sent back by the resulting blast. Now that the crystal was out of the way, there was a decent gap in the floor of the train. He was sitting on the ground dazed as the rogues progressed to the rest of the car. He blinked a few times as he came to his senses, glaring at the rogues that were standing over him. He grabbed a decent hunk of crystal that had landed behind his back, keeping it behind him for the time being as he glared at the leader of the group. He couldn't do anything, not without him killing the old woman. "Bastard..." He mumbled. He needed to look for some kind of opening to attack. Some means of freeing his hostage.