Eise's arms were dead, so Black Cat couldn't lift them to cut through the timestop. He gritted his teeth in frustration. Biting down on his own limp wrist, he brought his glowing claws up to touch the barrier. Blue sparks flew from where his claws touched, and after a few seconds he was able to cut an opening in the magic. The time differential between inside and outside the affected space was enough to cause the magic preventing Black Cat from using his powers to fail. The assassin took two steps and vanished.

He stopped running a few miles from the convention center. In a dark alley Black Cat finally dropped his mask. Eise yelled until he was out of breath and his voice broke. "Dammit," he growled. He couldn't see the damage to his arms, the injury was covered in glowing blue spirit energy and black armor, but he could feel it. It hurt like hell. It would be a while before Kuro repaired his arms enough to use without the armor. Dammit, it looked like he wouldn't be going out much for quite a while. "At least it wasn't a machine gun this time," Eise mumbled to himself. That one had cause more internal damage, but he didn't remember it hurting quite as much as his arms hurt now.

Eise used some of Kuro's power to leap to the top of the building he had been leaning against. He had to stop by someplace on his way home. Black mist and blue electricity reformed the black scaled armor over Eise's body. Black Cat jumped from the rooftop he stood on, landing on the glass side of a taller building and running to the top only to leap once again onto the next tallest building in sight. When he was high enough to clear the gap, and with a running start, Black Cat pushed off against the skyscraper's top with all of his immense strength. 

He shot like a black arrow over the city, disappearing and reappearing every second to stretch his flight much farther than even he could have jumped. Instead of landing on the island itself and leaving a crater, the water stopped his flight. The resultant 'splash' sent a sizable wave onto the island and caused it to rain for a few seconds as gravity caught hold of the displaced water and told it to go back down. Just as the first raindrop fell, a black-clad figure appeared standing on the island. When the rain passed, he was looking up at a massive statue of a robed woman. Black Cat dissolved from where he stood and reappeared standing on bridge of the statue's nose. 

She might not have been built as a symbol of magic users, but that's what Black Cat saw her as now. Standing on her pedestal above the ground, keeping the world at arm's length, always looking down at everyone and everything. Uncaring. He spun, using his body to move his arms and the deadly claws attached to them. The face of the statue of liberty looked down her nose at the world no more, her green eyes shredded through by five long cuts. The one responsible was gone again, moved inside the statue in search of his real prey.