[center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjgwLjAwMTFlYi5UMVZVVEVWVS4w/quaaludes.regular.png[/img][h3][color=blue]Charging the Batteries[/color][/h3][/center]
Outlet knew the stakes well, and she knew what she was here to do. It seemed a little odd that, for the majority of her time with Zugzwang, she was someone who brought a lot of pain and misery to others, yet in this heel-turner situation she found herself helping out more than she figured. She continued to dance around Behemoth's path with her projectiles, making sure he felt every shock on his legs and abdomen. The Beast occasionally staggered a very slight amount before continuing on like nothing. It was no good, her power wasn't as useful as it could be against the fucker.

Tsk, tsk... what to do... oh? Looks like someone else was using their own electricity, judging from the sound of that bolt smashing into Behemoth. Maybe they had a power similar to Outlet? There was only one way to find out. She raised her arm towards a wall, fired a rod right into the concrete, and tore a hole right through it. She repeated this until she found the source of the lightning smashing into Behemoth. A girl with metal skin.

Without any warning, Outlet rushed over and introduced herself. [color=cornflowerblue]"Sparky girl, how's it hanging! I see you're using electricity. Need a charge from... oh shit."[/color] 

Outlet found herself interrupted quickly after the introduction by the giant-ass light projection over Behemoth. It looked like it was finally letting off what was in it's tank that it'd been stockpiling for the last little bit. Well, with any luck, it'd make a strong dent in the fucker.