Relentless gasped and let go with the jolts. Staggering back, he fixed Capricorn with a glare. "Fine, play it that way. We'll still escape."
Then he ran back for the ship.
Toughness check: 1d20+10=22
Not going to bother holding on, and spending an HP for inspiration... unless the Doctor has come up with something.
As you run, you feel like the forces of hell itself are on your heels, you spare a quick glance behind you, and wish you hadn't, as you see the hordes closing in on you.
Suddenly though, bright floodlights turn on, nearly blinding you, you then feel a hand grab you and jerk you down the alley. Thankfully, its the Doctor and Mel.
"Not exactly the wisest move you could have made, but I approve. Now then, what did you discover of our dear Mr. Capricorn?"
(Keep the HP.)