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Icon had just finished helping the LHFD get a large fire under control and was on his way to the next when he noticed something out of the ordinary, even for a night like this. Not too far from his current position he saw what looked to be a massive brawl between two metahumans. As he focused in on the fight, he recognized one of the participants as the spider-like woman who had helped fight off a giant demon snake during D-Day. The other was the Greek themed man who he had fought several days before, the same man who’s ally had teleported him to China. From the looks of things, the spider woman wasn’t fairing very well. Icon could see the man in Greek armor not only had the upper hand in the fight, but he was utterly brutalizing the woman. 

[i]Not tonight.[/i] Icon thought to himself as he raced toward the two combatants.

Icon hadn’t forgotten the last time he had gone toe to toe with the Greek, who was capable of giving just as good as he got. Though it seemed that Icon was getting through to the man, his partner had gotten the jump on him and teleported him away, allowing the two of them to escape. Now Icon knew to be more aware, and he was ready for any surprises that the pair might throw at him.

Icon rocketed toward the Greek, who had the spider woman by the hair and was dragging her along the ground, as if he were the villain in some 80’s slasher movie. Icon barreled into the Greek with his shoulder, the impact on par with that of a speeding freight train. The Greek dropped the woman as Icon grabbed him, and punched him as he slammed the Greek into the side of a burning building, scaring the façade with the Greek’s body. 

[b] “Why is it, every time I see you, you’re attacking a woman?”[/b] Icon asked angrily as he continued punching the Greek as they flew against the building, then Icon suddenly pulled up, stopping in midair as he released the Greek, sending him crashing hard into the burnt out husk of a work van. Icon had taken his mysterious foe around the block, and back. He gently touched down beside the spider woman and glanced down at her to make sure she was okay. Then he stepped toward the wreckage of the van and stopped.

[b] “This time, stay down.” [/b] he said, knowing that his opponent would certainly not.