Scorn crashed into the ground when the water strike from Jacque struck him. It stung quite a lot, but this was quickly offset by his rage. Shooting up with the power of the ring, Scorn turned and fired a blast of red power towards his opponent before rushing forward with a followup spew of napalm.

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Abaddon had grown tired of waiting for his supposed to be prentice and had quickly decimated the surrounding gang members where he was at. Some however, he spared, as these weren't all too deserving of death. Scarred for life, they would already suffer a different type of justice, the one brought on by constant fear. They were left as a testament to others. With that, Abaddon headed over to sector 1. 

"I feel an awful lot of power from this area... and different scents... smell that?"

The powers he felt were that of Niesha and Golden Thunder, and the scent of a mutant creature, Zed...