After his punch, Comet slid to a stop with the aid of a nearby building, crashing into it and smashing through the front windows. He growled as the glass cut into his arm, if he had been going faster it would have been worse, but at the speed he was going it was more like a paper cut than anything else.

He finally came to a stop by careening through a counter and tripping over a chair.

Normally he was more graceful, but the fact that he couldn't see through the giant-ass rat was a big factor.

He had suffered a few light bruises, but the little wounds that he had still managed to hurt like hell. He sat there in a pile of rubble for a moment before slowly climbing to his feet. Much to his pleasure, he noticed that he had managed to do quite a bit of damage, though the flames showed that he had received a little help. He'd have to give his thanks.

[i]"Use the portals, hit its tail from the blind spot!"[/i]

Comet rotated his wrist as he heard someone yell. It was pretty sore after that punch, he'd rather not get back into the fight immediately. Thankfully, there was no need to, as Stark Crusader quickly took care of the rat-beast.

Comet smiled and jumped out of the room.

"Yes! What a rush, eh?" He yelled to no-one in particular. A moment later he appeared beside Dragon Heart with phone in hand. "Smile!" He said just as the camera flashed.

Looking over at the Rat King's corpse, he felt a sense of unease, he never knew rats to be extremely resilient, but he couldn't be certain until the body was out of sight and mind. Grabbing it in his hands, he took off in the direction of the ocean. It took a minute or two, but before long he was there, Atlantic Ocean, hopefully dropping it off here would be enough to insure the Rat King never returned.

With a groan, he heaved the beast over his head, made much easier by the speed he was travelling at, and tossed it straight down, into the depths of the ocean. With a nod, he slid along the surface of the ocean as he turned, kicking up a large wall of water.

Hopefully no-one minded this action all that much, it was the only way to be entirely sure that the thing didn't come back. If it did, well, then god didn't exist.

Comet reappeared around seven minutes after he had left, only now beginning to sweat from the large amount of running he had done. He walked over to be in the center of the group of heroes.

"God that was fun, who was that who was slinging fire around? I need to give you a possibly sexually-charged hug."

[@RoflsMazoy]