[center][h3][color=#f39d14]7:20 AM: Man, it is too early for this.[/color][/h3][/center]

Cricket glanced up at the dancing roots and darting branches. A scowl spread across his lips. At least this answered his questions quickly… Cricket stepped over shattered pavement. He knew by now that the people in that building were already fucked. The radiation dust was already doing a number on the wildlife, not to mention whatever rare straggler did not make it out fast enough. He briefly debated going to the top of that building and saving whoever he could… but that would be a waste of time.

With each step, a new wave of beetles joined him at his feet. They took to the dying rats and pigeons with an eagerness only found in animals. Cricket gritted his teeth. His advisor at the DNCC made it clear that the Infestation having a snack, even on non-human beings, was questionable at best for his reputation. Cricket was thankful no one was around to see them. No one living at least…

It was crazed scum like this that kill the innocent. He doubted his foe had thought much about the people inside that building. It made Cricket sick to think about. When the figure of his enemy appeared through the dust, Cricket’s lip curled back in disgust.

[Color=#9d9751]“Gamma-Burn,”[/color] Cricket spat.[Color=#9d9751] “I’ll give you one chance to turn yourself in right now. I don’t want to have to apprehend you by force.”[/color]

Cricket’s eyes trained on that blade. He already dropped into a defensive stance, not waiting on Gamma-Burn’s answer. He knew what it would be without hearing it. His wings spread, making the already large man look even larger. In the cloud of dust, it was difficult to make out more than the iridescent glow of his carapace and the shadow of his figure.