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	Basilisk let out a crocodilian hiss as he felt the fleshy tendril rip away from the body of the Fallen’s form, in the direct charge with his whole weight behind him he had hit Transcendent too hard, giving him a chance to flee. There was something in the way that they moved that suggested more of a forced push instead of a flight, not that the unnatural form could be related to a human form like this. The distance that the push cleared suggested some sort of flight or component that kept them off the ground, which made sense as the tendrils didn’t seem suited for walking. He could handle this fight, especially if the bastard was going to come apart so easily under his hands.

	The tendril hit the rubble beside Basilisk with a wet thud and his bulk began to move from the pile that Trancendent’s impact had caused when he had smashed into the building. Shaded eyes scanned the street, taking in as much info as quickly as possible. Guns glinted in the daylight as a band of goons tried to get themselves organized, the tendriled monstrosity that was the Fallen kidnapper charged toward the dinosaur looking creature, and there was just a brawl happening between the two unknowns. Old training kicked in, his old team had a plan when it came to wild melee’s like this. They needed to keep it a melee, remove threats and work their way to the last one’s standing to tackle together. He was alone. His team lost in the shuffle of the worlds. But his training was something he could rely on and he left the tendriled breaker to the dinosaur. Whichever one ended up the victor was his to handle once the immediate threat of the automatic rifles was taken care of, so it was with heavier steps and bared fangs that he charged the Fallen soldiers. Throwing out open palmed slaps and whips of his tail that were meant to mangle guns and any hands that got in the way. He might have been moving slower, but there were perks to just using your arm as a hammer when it couldn’t swing a reliable punch.