*The presumed flying guy crashes through the roof above me, picks me up by the collar of my leather jacket and throws me out the window. I manage to grab a hold of the fire escape railing before flying into the next building over. I pull myself back up onto the fire escape and climb two ladders before reaching the roof, where I look down the hole for the guy who attacked me to no avail*
Flyer: Looking for someone?
-*Turns to see him hovering in the air behind me*
Flyer: You going to say anyth-
*He is hit by a boiling hot green bolt through the chest and falls several the few stories back down to the ground*
-You people need to learn to talk less when you have the upper hand.
*Slings my silver rifle across my back, looks down the hole briefly, then jumps down it onto the top floor*