[right][h2]Guilt - //[/h2][/right]
[right][@Feisty-Pants][@Override][@Afro Samurai][/right]

There was no rest for the wicked. Time marched inevitably on, and Guilt needed to move with it. And now it was time to return to Epic City.

Thanks to her powers, the journey was thankfully short. She was able to cover a distance of 10km with every 'step', and she could 'step' more than 10 times per second. Even though she barely moved, in some sense she was moving at 100km per second, well over the Mach 200 limit that superspeed buffoon had declared. Not that it meant much when that speed only came up in long-distance travel. But it certainly helped when trying to get from one end of the world to the other.

All in all it took Guilt less than 5 minutes to travel from China back to Epic City, where she immediately began hopping from building to building. Even if 'Claire', her new personal internal commentator, remained quiet for now, Guilt could still feel her. It was grating that such a burden had been forced on her, another sign that the High had no sense of morality. The feeling of that coward, squirming around in the back of her brain, set her on edge. She needed a target, a criminal. Something to take her mind off of this business. No doubt the High Clairvoyant was reading her thoughts this very moment. What a disgusting creature.

Of course, criminals were never so compliant as to show up when they were needed. When she was trying to catch a nap there would suddenly be a dozen robberies, but now that she was looking for a fight there was nobody to be found. Of course it didn't help that it was during the day, crime usually didn't get started until the sun went down. But Guilt didn't have the patience to wait.

After wandering for a while she came to a halt at a church of all places. Not exactly a hotspot for crime. It seemed even most criminals didn't want to be caught robbing the House of God. That, or there just wasn't much of value to steal. And Guilt was about to just turn and leave when she noticed something rather peculiar. Through the open door she spotted a Freak, a red one with a devilish appearance. But beyond the irony of a devilish-looking Freak going to church, something about this creature struck a chord in Guilt. Hadn't she heard of a Freak who looked like that? Indeed she had. Although not especially skilled in investigating she always took notice when people turned up dead, and the scum she had 'talked' to had talked about a red Freak with horns. One who could apparently kill people by touching them. So if this was indeed that Freak.... well, she might get that fight she wanted after all.

Calling upon Void she focussed momentarily on the church. Collateral damage to the building wasn't an issue, Island rebuilt anything that was damaged. But she had no intention of catching innocents in the line of fire. A burst of purple lightning seemed to run across the outside of the church before, with a sound like the crack of a whip, the church's roof simply vanished. Sucked into Void, where it would remain until Guilt decided to put it back. Appearing on one of the now topless walls Guilt peered down into the church, confirming that the entire thing was mysteriously empty. While this was odd considering the time of day it was certainly convenient for her. With no civilians at the scene there wouldn't be any innocents caught in the crossfire. As she made another hop, this time appearing in the centre of the Church in front of the altar, she closed off the scene. With a gesture and a thought she caused a wall of stone to appear in front of the church's main door, blocking it off completely. She didn't bother replacing the roof. It would cost too much effort right now. And if there were any fliers here, leaving the roof open would reveal them soon enough. Make them easier to deal with.

As Guilt stepped towards her intended target she recognized the presence of the religious-looking girl and the civilian-looking fellow. . Her senses were telling her these were both Epics. With her particular weakness she could tell the difference with ease, just by moving around air particles in their general area. Finding the edge of their Distortion field. No need to check the Freak of course. So that meant she was dealing with 2 Epics and 1 Freak. Hopefully she could get the others to leave her to this as she dealt with the Freak, although based on the expression on holy-girl's face she wasn't the type to quietly step aside.

Not bothering to explain the situation or introduce herself, Guilt skipped straight to the point. When she spoke it was deep and raspy, not the sound of a normal human voice. A result of her damaged vocal chords. "Freak. You are the one who has killed several within this city, are you not? Surrender immediately and I will offer you a swift death." Simple and concise. The other two were given a brief warning. "And you two, step aside." While talking wasn't her usual thing she hadn't actually seen this Freak do anything wrong. So she meant to check to see if he really was violent.

[Not that you're exactly giving him a fair trial. Wouldn't anyone react violently in a situation like this?]

Oh so now Claire bothered to talk. Merely clenching her fist Guilt decided to ignore the remark, hoping that Claire would at least stop talking during the fight that was to come. The image of Claire remained in the corner of the room, visible only to Guilt. She didn't look happy about the situation, staring worriedly at the group of Epics.