[right][h2][sup][i][color=f07560]Knight[/color][/i][/sup][/h2][i]Rosaline Buckner[/i]
[i]Battle in Dorchester[/i][/right]

Sickle-Cell really does have self-propulsion, Knight confirmed as she felt his strength against her shield and saw him hold his own against Anomaly’s hand. However, it seemed like he was pushing against her wall with intention to push it back. [i]He does not know it’s immovable when not moving[/i], occurred to her with a start.

Entertaining this, Knight [i]allowed[/i] her wall of frozen time to be pushed back, equivalent to how much force she felt in her mind that he pushed against the shield. The progress was slow, but the fact that it was slightly working could give him, and other criminals, the false idea that fighting her barriers was not a futile endeavour. She could use that. It was delaying him.

Knight felt a flash of hope as she felt herself lose the mental weight of the net with the blood-shards as Septima removed them from this world. Wonderful. Now she’d shape her wall and capture Sickle-Cell as he was pushing against it-

Gestalt created two walls, intent on boxing him in, and Knight blinked startled first because her mind went “I didn’t make those”, they completely invalidated her own plan by alarming the opponent. Not to mention, there was a glaring flaw in the plan that both she and Sickle-Cell realized at once.

She tried to shape her own shield to block the escape route, but it was too late, and Sickle-Cell was already flying out… and landed in front of her, staff of blood pointing at her. Knight swallowed, fear returning somewhat, but she let her other shield vanish as she prepared to clash… when he spoke.

The first instinct was to oppose his words with a flare of anger. “We don’t negotiate with the likes of you, as heroes we have to take you down”. But, as the hero in charge, she had to consider the safety of these young girls. … It occurred to her with surprise that Sickle-Cell was giving a peaceful option rather than just attacked them when she hadn’t expected him to. Did he not want to fight them? Was his target only the gang-members? The Protectorate was among those he had declared war against. … She gained a little hope for his mental state. She considered it a second or so more.

As a leader, could she lead a group of young girls towards a battle with significant chance of death? … No, she couldn’t be that irresponsible. To minimize chance of death, it needed a coordinated strike by the collected heroes of Boston to take him down, not just the four of them. Though, she couldn’t just let him act as he pleased, either. She came to a compromise.

[color=f07560]‘… Leave this field without spilling one more drop of blood. Do that, and we’ll let you go.’[/color] She held her sword ready as she spoke.

[color=f07560]‘Attack anyone further, and we’ll be obligated to stop you.’[/color] They would not stand idle while he took lives. It was that simple. [color=f07560]‘… Though you may save your allies, assuming you do it nonlethally.’[/color] She added as an afterthought because she knew that, in his position, she wouldn’t stand by to let an ally be hurt just because of such an agreement.

[i]immediately concerned:[/i] [@Sickle-cell][@Banana] 
[i]locally concerned:[/i] [@DracoLunaris][@Kiddo][@knifeman][@POOHEAD189]