Normally I'd help.

...

Worded that wrong. I would've helped the hostage, but we were all little busy doing something. For instance, me shocking the Skuntank again and letting the lightning cascade to the Zubat. Spruce was down, the odd hero was reviving him, and in the end the hostage has to fend for herself. Kamina seemed to have disappeared too. Quite shocking in the middle of a fight. (No pun intended.) What was actually shocking was that Spruce was pretty energetic as he just bounced to his feet, looking like he just came back from Heaven to finish this mission. That soup... my God, I didn't want to know what was in there. Chances are that it would pop my eye.

So, still hanging behind the crates, I popped up and exclaimed "Surprise!" What was on the other side? A Koffing, who tried to spit in my face with what idiots call 'Acid.' That's a terrible misnomer. "Does it look like I'm pissed?" I said, close-up to the Koffing who was scared beyond his wits. That agility really does make me fast, if not a bit... whimsy. "I'll just answer that for you." Then, at point-blank, I let off my usual lightning, jamming my magnet into the Koffing as it magically slammed into a pillar, before falling onto the cold and concrete floor. "No. I'm elated." I softly answered. I rubbed off the 'Acid' off my face, ready to face the next thug as my eye tried to catch someone.

Meanwhile, my job was done, and so was the hero's. Everyone's dead (not literally), apart from the wheezing Zubat who still decided to hang around. "Put your wings up, and we won't have to cave your fangs in!"

I chuckled as the Zubat stupidly did that, falling onto a crate in a style similar to the Koffing's.