Alto's hand paused on the phone screen. The news was playing on the television, telling him of the most recent developments. Supposedly the High Island had taken care of it, but of course there would still be some work to do. People would be injured, not many considering the quick response time and the threat hadn't been after people, but there were always injured.

He hesitated for another second or two before slipping his phone back into his pocket and heading out. By the time he got there it was likely emergency services would already be at the scene. Normally he wouldn't rush too much. After all, his specialty was destruction there usually wasn't much for him to do. But this felt different from all of the other incidents. Maybe it was the fact that the High Island had reacted so quickly. He had removed the threat as soon as he caught him, rather than let other Epics deal with it. That was usually the way the High operated except for in special cases...

His phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out to answer.

"Alto, we need you here boy," Jerry's voice said from the speaker. "We've got people trapped in the rubble."

"Understood." He replied calmly.

He already had the Vice Claw out, blazing a trail of flames as he leaped over smaller houses in his way and cut corners.

Hopefully nothing bad would happen.