With the last of the water passing by him, Sigmund recovered his composure. Looking out the gap that he had left in the building, dust and debris fluttering in the wind outside. A sparking figure, clad in blue energies was flying in front of him. [color=ed145b]"You!"[/color] The Splatterer howled at General Freedom from inside of the building, taking a few steps away from the pillar he was leaning on. 

At last, he was directly in Sigmunds' path. The Splatterer was about to do what he does best. Bending down to use his arm as a third leg, he lunged towards the hole in the building at full speed. Just as he was preparing to leap from the ledge and grapple Freedom in the air, he saw a figure below. 

For a scarce second he couldn't recognize her, but when the numerous arms moved to raise her shield it became incredibly self evident. The focus from the hero immediately shifted to the villainous bitch, Sigmund reached his arm around the edge and locked himself in place. 

[color=ed145b]"You should have kept running, Kali! I'm no pawn in your plan, you mutant freak! I just want people to die!" [/color]Sigmund let loose another kiloton blast from his mouth. A solid sphere of death that he let loose on Kali. Immediately drawing in another breath and charging a secondary blast. If the first one struck her, he was going to follow up with another and another. No charging, none of the pausing to check to see if she's alive. 

No, Sigmund was tricked and humiliated by this woman. The Splatterer was going to blow her to a liquid mush on the Gotham streets before dealing with General Freedom.

He hadn't heard what Freedom said about it being a big mistake for her to show herself. But it was true, so very true.