[color=ed1c24][center][h2]Martyr: Outside Drainage Pipe[/h2][/center][/color]
Dean sneered at Margrave as he patronizingly reassured Dean he'd get a chance to be useful one day. Dean was incredibly tempted to put Margrave in his place, reminding him of how many goons they each had taken down. But, he restrained himself. There were more important things to do, for the other members of the team anyways. For now, all Dean could do was sit down on the pavement and remain vigilant to any new threats that may have appeared.

Of course, that didn't seem like it was going to happen. After a small amount of time, Sonar confirmed everything was A-Okay with a resounding shout. Dean neglected to get up, a bit winded from the adrenaline wearing off. Still didn't stop Sonar from congratulating him with a hair tussle. Though Dean huffed at being treated like such a child, it reminded him of his father, just a bit. He'd let it slide for now.

But then someone ruined the moment. A quick turn of the head revealed that it was one of the hostages Margrave and Tulpa had freed. Dean was about to ask him what the hell he was talking about (in a roundabout way most likely) but couldn't do so before a deafening thunder came down from the heavens, blinding Dean for just a second. When he could see again, the hostage was replaced with a tribal-looking man. His outfit was adorned with many skulls and Dean seriously doubted he was just showing pride for his ancestors. Dean attempted to get to his feet as quickly as possible, but he was too late. The man grabbed ahold of Sonar, and slammed down, completely shattering his helmet and most likely most of his head. Dean uselessly screamed and swiped at the man as he disappeared into a flash of light, not to be seen.

Dean searched like a watchdog around the area, lusty for the blood of the man who had harmed his leader. But no such man was in sight. At the sound of a crash in the storm drain he ran over but even a cursory glance inside told Dean the perpetrator was gone. Dean was shattered. He had been useless in getting rid of the bombs, useless in restraining Eyeblight, and he couldn't even protect Sonar when he was so close to the enemy. Dean returned to where the surface group had gathered and observed Sonar. He seemed to be still breathing but the damage to his head could be life changing. Dean simply waited, staring with regret at the person he had failed to protect.