Nergal paid attention as the others explained their run-in with heroes, having only heard of the big names that often got plastered in the paper it was good to know that not every caped crusader they ran into would be as problematic as those. Metallia’s explanation was somewhat surprising, Nergal would not have picked her to have had such experience but the way she talked indicated she had had a number of run ins. It was a stark contrast to the rest of the group who seemed to hardly react to the thought of heroes. Phone freak seemed to provide some level headed-information to add to what he heard from Metallia but Dianna and Love Light seemed to find them unconcerning. Nodding at the group he replied [color=337711]”Huh, that was more information than I expected, guess you’ve all got more experience than I thought” [/color] he replied before meeting Love Light’s gaze to answer his question, his face adopting a cruel grin [color=337711]”Don’t you worry about what I can handle, I crossed that line long ago. You’d be amazed at how much simpler small scale jobs become when someone can’t scream through a melting jaw and vocal cords. Still hopefully the presence has kind of plan for keeping heroes away from this, can’t say I’m keen to have complications”[/color]. 

Taking in all the information everyone provided, Nergal re-evaluated his opinion of the group, though some of them still seemed crazier than he would like, he was getting the picture they could all hold their own in whatever situations came up today. His thoughts were momentarily interrupted as Maria introduced themselves to the group, given the fact there was a chance he was going to be shot at today having some kind of medical support was a welcome thought. Nodding in greeting he added to the others statements [color=337711]”Welcome to the group, and get used to being kept in the dark, our employer doesn’t seem to like us knowing what we’re doing”[/color] he replied with a hint of sarcasm.

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As the team drew close to the bank, Nergal paused to listen to the Presence as they provided an update to the plan. Once he heard it, he vision almost went red in anger, sharing the sentiment Phone Freak was voicing. ‘THIS was their master plan? A frontal assault on the bank vault? What in the hell was the Presence-’. His thoughts were cut off as the aftershock of the explosion rocked past the ground, his mind pausing for a moment before his instincts kicked in as the rest of the group sprung into action, there would be time for complaining later.

Arriving just after the initial members breached the entrance, Nergal quickly slid to the side following the wall, it seemed the rest of the group had the main entrance secured and as Sawbones correctly noted they needed to sweep the rest of the floor [color=337711]”Already checking out the left side”[/color] Nergal called out before opening a door into the hallway and stepped through, running straight into a confused security guard. The guard hesitated for a moment before raising his gun, obviously uncertain if he would be able to bring himself to use the weapon. Nergal had no such concerns, the guards hesitation allowing him to strike first, one hand striking the man’s neck and the other seizing his weapon hand, twisting the gun away from a firing position.

Instinctively, he begun the chemical reaction in his hands, the guards eyes going wide in pain and horror as the smell of burning flesh began to seep from under Nergal’s grip. Grinning Nergal pushed his hands harder against the main, the guard begin to panic as Nergal could feel warmth against his palms now, before he paused and frowned. Maverick’s plea echoed in his mind, resolve wavering for a moment as he considered if he really did need to kill this one. Shaking his head he gazed at the guard and grinned sadistically [color=337711]”Hmm, she did say not kill everyone... but unfortunately for you, she didn’t say to not to kill anyone”[/color] he told the man, enjoying the look of horror that spread across his face before pressing his hands deeper into the existing wounds, focusing his energies to make this quick.

The guard fired off two bullets in panic before the tendons in his hand failed, the firearm and remnants of the limb splattering to the floor, quickly followed by the man’s slumped body. Glancing at his hands Nergal sighed as he noticed they were covered in red now, he really needed to find a cleaner way to do this at some point. Returning to the task at hand, he quickly checked the other rooms of this corridor, but it seemed to mostly be office space that had already been evacuated after the bomb, no doubt the guard had helped all the civilians evacuate before coming back to assess the situation. Returning to the main room Nergal called out to the group as he walked in [color=337711]”That sides clear, just a bunch of empty offices now[/color]" he explained as he glanced around the lobby, it seemed if they were going to make a stand here they would need some quick planning on the best way to do it