Victory was well within their grasp, but Kieran failed to take in account Congorilla during his attack. He was disappointed in himself, but had little time to beat himself up about it while the hotel he crashed through did the job for him. He finally stopped but ended up under a pile of rubble. He could tell that he was fine and thankfully he hadn't hit anyone on his way down. He listened out around him for any weaknesses in the infrastructure before he forced himself out. He also spread his hearing out to listen to the battle outside. It sounded as if things were coming to an end. Both sides seemed to stop fighting and the one who started this mess had disappeared. Grodd continued to use others as pawns and left them to suffer the consequences. He couldn't stand it.

Superman's thoughts were interrupted from another sound coming from his ear. It was a familiar voice coming from the team communicator. He hadn't heard that voice in so long or seen the person it belonged to. Once he shook the initial surprise off he smiled to himself. Despite the loss they suffered today it was honestly good to know that he had a friend here to back him up. Especially with all eyes on him and the Supermen. [i][color=ed1c24]"I guess it's about time I get out of here."[/color][/i] Superman reached out his arm just slightly and pulled a piece of the rubble surrounding him inward. It caused the other pieces to collapse around him giving him room to move and escape. The rest of the building remained as intact as a building could be after it got hit with a living projectile. He'd definitely win at a game of Jenga.

Kieran noticed it was dark, but his eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness. He heard Dick's voice once again, but this time it was from within the building. He could detect the concern in his voice. It'd be best not to keep his friend and the others worried. He floated carefully through the hotel and made his way towards Grayson. When he reached him he finally called out in response to his first question. [color=ed1c24]"I can't seem to find a mirror but I'm sure my face and I are as beautiful as ever."[/color] He couldn't make out exactly what he was wearing, but he could tell that it wasn't his Robin costume. It was dark and tactical, almost like----. He stopped the thought. He knew his friend couldn't read minds, but he knew he wouldn't appreciate the comparison, especially after recent events. [color=ed1c24]"Let's get out of here and join the others. There's still a city worth of gorillas we have to figure out what to do with. We'll catch up after?"[/color]

Kieran waited for the answer, but then went on ahead of his friend. He already had an idea, but wasn't sure if the heroes, world, or the gorillas would accept it. The light was a wonderful sight for his not so sore eyes. The destruction that came with it, wasn't. There were casualties on both sides, but less so on the side of the unwilling army. The local authorities had managed to kill off a few, but ultimately they and the civilians who fell were no match for Grodd's vicious onslaught. If he and the other heroes hadn't shown up when they did who knows how much worse it could've gotten. He pushed those thoughts down and instead started to focus on the lives they did save and the ones he believed he was about to.