The feedback from Captain Morales made the Margrave want to swell with pride, but he kept his impulses in check and merely gave a [color=8F9779]“Hm!”[/color] with accompanying smirk.  [color=8F9779]“As if anyone should have expected anything less from one such as I,”[/color] he assured the the senior cape as he adjusted his scarf.  He proceeded to say nothing else, and neither did Morales, leading to a seconds-long pause.  The silent seconds passed with only a sniff on the Ward's part, whose unaware, unflinching eye contact persisted throughout.

Recognizing after a moment the situation's lack of sustainability, the Margrave executed a dramatic turn that sent the tail of his overcoat billowing while he placed a knuckle against his chin to engage absolute thought.  [color=8F9779]“Hmm,”[/color] he postulated, wondering where to go from here.  After another few seconds, these engaged in astute reflection, he found sudden cause to snap his fingers.  [color=8F9779]“Right, that golem.”[/color]  He cast a self-sure smile Morale's way before marching back toward the convention center, telling nobody in particular, [color=8F9779]“Let's see whether or not the so-called heroes have managed to make a mark in that melodramatic, muh...uh, motherf...megalithic monstrosity...”[/color]  The articulate antihero trailed off as he sped up, approaching the entrance by which he'd previously exited at a brisk jog.  An incredibly loud noise out of nowhere made him jump, but both it and its infinite potential implications failed to impede his progress for longer than ten consecutive seconds, and the Margrave went inside.

A decided lack of action convinced him at a glance that the situation was under control.  The stony colossus, no longer in motion, looked to be in several pieces, and while the damage caused to the structure was by no means insignificant, the Margrave could detect no red smears or wailing do-gooders to signify any casualties.  [color=8F9779]“It would appear,”[/color] pronounced he, [color=8F9779]“That we rocked them.  Must have been some real losers to be trounced this fast...a pity, I'd have liked to see the looks on some faces after completely negating the golem situation with my phantasmagorical powers.  If only any of my alleged 'teammates' weren't too busy going goo-goo to cover me as I got close.”[/color]  Speaking of—he spotted Alessa, Lillian, and some goopy weirdo a couple hundred feet away.  

Hands in his pockets, he waltzed over.  [color=8F9779]“Another battle, another beatdown,”[/color] he remarked breezily as he arrived.  [color=8F9779]“You'd think some two-bit nobodies would know better than to throw themselves at a whole convention of Capes, but hey, everyone's got to learn somehow.”[/color]  He clapped his hands together.  [color=8F9779]”Alright, who missed me?”[/color]