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The battle had been a harsh one. Too many had died, both civilians and heroes. They had fended off the invasion of the fish men, but this city's foolish weakness had cost them too much. Even with this many heroes, there had been no warning of the invasion. There had been no evacuation effort, or at least none that had worked. The resistance had consisted of ragtag groups of heroes facing off against an organized force, to devastating results. There was no central force organizing those who defended the city, there was no leadership. And without a solid system, this city was doomed to fall to Calamity.

A loud humming aroused Shiro from his musings. A robotic drone flew overhead, seeming to be scanning the area. Of course, Shiro had done his research before setting out on his hunt. He knew who those drones belonged to. And he knew that their presence meant nothing good. If they were here, then so was their master.

A purple cloud surrounded the drone, as it seemingly evaporated into thin air. A machine lacking a soul, it had no defense against his teleportation capabilities. Even as he spotted the drones he removed them, stripping them apart to their base components with nothing more than a thought. Against him, a robotic army was useless.

After a moment of searching, he had confirmed it. Calamity was in this city. Standing in full view, on top of some large building at the edge of the city. He'd wanted a view, to see the battle unfolding below. Was this invasion his doing? No, if it were he would have helped, and his assistance might have turned the tide against the heroes. But he was fully prepared to make use of this weakness, stepping in just when the chaos was at it's highest. Shiro would not stand for that.

With a thought and a moment, he appeared in front of the famous supervillain. Each hand held a katana forged from nanotube enhanced pentagonal carbon, each with a monomolecular edge. The most powerful bladed weapon modern science could design, practically indestructible and capable of cutting through almost any matter. And yet, each was surprisingly light. He stared at Calamity, silently, as he gauged his opponent's movements, when he would attack and in what form.

"You shouldn't have shown your face, Calamity. I've been hunting you for a while now. And right now, I'm in just the right mood to bring you to justice."