[b]SIXGUN[/b]

"Alrighty, gents, here's the plan," the man calling himself Fletcher Ross said contemplatively. "Witchfinder, I want you up somewhere high, you're our designated marksman. Mr. President," he said to the leader of the Road Kings, "why dontcha get up with him and watch his back. Don't need any nasty suspicious folks stealin' up on ya, right?" he said with a showy wink to Witchfinder.

"La Sombra, you stay here with the Road Kings and the rest of these goons. Stay outta sight and wait for my signal."

"Fletcher Ross is gonna head on down there and take a quick look around, get a better idea what we're dealing with. Chunk," he said, pointing out the former IRA man, "you're coming with me. Everybody clear?" He got several nods and yeses, then set out on his reconnaissance, the Irishman close behind him. Staying low, his revolver at the ready, Sixgun whispered to Chunk, "So, Chunky boy, how'd you get into this line of work?" Anything he could learn about the man might be helpful.

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[b]SONJA[/b]

Sonja cringed as the man's massive fists fell, just barely managing to hurl herself aside as Brick cracked the pavement where she had been standing a moment ago. At least Daredevil was out of immediate danger, though being dazed and unresponsive in a battle like this wasn't much of an improvement. 

Sonja blinked in surprise when, out of nowhere, someone bolted onto the scene, leaping into the air to grab Brick around the forearm. Was this insane person really taking on this mastodon unarmed and without using any powers? Jesus. There was brave, then there was crazy. At any rate, it was a vital distraction, which was exactly what Sonja didn't. Being smashed into raspberry jam didn't particularly appeal to her. Knowing brute strength wasn't an area she could match Brick in, she decided to get a little nasty. She remembered her mother giving her a few words of advice with dealing with muggers, rapists, the usual sort of thing a city girl needs to worry about.

And so, as the newcomer threw himself at Brick, Sonja swung the super-powerful bat straight upwards between Brick's legs, aiming directly for his groin.