The massive beast that was Casan took only a few moments to clear the supermarket area. [color=8dc73f][b]"This is Skinwalker, the supermarket is clear. I repeat the supermarket is clear. I am enroute to assault the mobile swarm, over"[/b][/color], flying overhead he could see the entire city from there. This day had gone from normal to disaster in a matter of seconds. The park was only one of the myriad of problems that started what felt like days ago. His best guess was that a few hours had passed and it was about 8pm. 

[i]"Wait a second...The park...someone started the riot. I didn't see their face but their voice was familiar"[/i], Casan played back that moment in his mind over and over again until it was clear who started the riot. It was the bank robber, the one that got away...The one that shot him. He surveyed the city below and it either by luck or fate that he'd see a familiar sight. Orb Weaver with his gun pointed at someone. [i]"Not again"[/i], Casan said to himself. The Skinwalker nosedived down towards the two pulling up at the last second and slamming into the ground like a dragon coming down to destroy a village. Casan's massive jaws seemed to smirk as he gave Orb Weaver a death stare. He reared his head up and released that horrible roar once again. [i]"Things are going to end a lot differently if you don't surrender"[/i], of course he didn't say this to Orb Weaver. A part of him wanted him to resist so he could rough him up a bit.