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The business with those bombers was troublesome, but he couldn’t pursue it more, even though he wanted to. Right now, the aliens invading Earth were the priority. As the avatar of Earth, he supposed it was his job to take this a little personally. 

As they say, ‘Time is a luxury’, and it was one he was running out of. He wanted to meet up with Iron Knight, he really did, but between the sudden terrorists, and the skies crawling with alien fighters, he was starting to seriously bog down. Speed was at a premium. Even with his board, Terra Firma’s speed and agility didn’t come close to someone like Slipstream.

Sizzling hot green energy shot past him in bursts, narrowly missing him and his board. While dodging them he managed to spot a crowd of people taking cover from some aliens on the roofs. The jet doubled back around for another attack, saving them would mean taking a hit.
David swiftly threw his arm out perpendicular to the rest of his body, energy crackled out from his energy core, gathering around his arms, and quickly raining down on the aliens. 

The thin lightning rays struck some of the aliens on the head, electrifying their entire bodies, causing them to fall over unconscious, or just cripple over in pain, and some of his strikes struck rifles or other equipment, disarming them, rendering them a non-threat regardless. But this was a quick movement, targeting many, it’s realistic that he couldn’t manage to hit all of them, not to mention there just wasn’t enough in his attack.

However, he was successful in drawing the attention of the other ground attackers who immediately fired at David, alongside the returning fliers. David grunted as waves of energy pelted him. The collision of so many bolts rocked David’s body, jerking him side to side in a storm of plasma fire as he slowly fell back down. While his body could handle this, his construct couldn’t, and shattered beneath him. But the police were able to keep the people moving, they didn’t bother helping him, but it kept the alien’s attention on him.

With the nearby people safe, safer anyways, David kicked himself into action. Spinning his body upwards, leading himself by his legs, he diverted some of the energy to give himself some room. In this same motion, he willed the remaining bits of his construct to fly back up with him. As the fighters made another run at him, he punched as hard as he could at them, physically, he wasn’t even close. 

But the pure force of his punch sent a gust of wind that unbalanced the jets, causing them to wobble and expose their undersides, wherein his refashioned board bits penetrated the vehicles. Some of his earthen-missiles missed, but he just willed them to come right around by pulling his fist right back.

Smoke and electrical sparks shot out from his hits, the jets could still fly, barely, and opted to land somewhere else. Which suited David just fine, hunting down the aliens for a kill was far from any of his goals. David looked down at his chest as a digitally filtered voice came on.

[color=c0c0c0]“Guardians, when I said let’s gather up, I didn’t mean to dilly-dally and smell the roses,”[/color]

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Iron Knight seemed to be doing his best but being outnumbered was probably not a scenario he preferred. The aliens seemed to be ramping up their attacks, considering how many more aliens he had to fight through on the way, and there were likely more on the way.

[color=c0c0c0]“I programmed our communicators to locate one another,”[/color] Iron Knight explained over the intercoms, [color=c0c0c0]“but if you would prefer directions, I’m located 12 blocks west north-west of Lost Haven University. You can’t miss the mass of aliens clogging up the streets.”[/color]

It seems Iron Knight was, understandably, getting a little frustrated at the Guardians first turnout. David was a little eager to meet the others too, so far, he only knew of three. Icon, Iron Knight, Radiance, and himself. Or maybe they [i]were [/i]the entire team. A team can be four people.

Well, it seems the aliens already sent more his way. A group of aliens led by a larger soldier, wearing a domed power suit, turned the corner, and violently gestured down the street with his enlarged rifle. Iron Knight seemed busy enough with one end, so David decided to help him out. Letting go of his flying, David dropped straight down into the ground, with an earth-shattering ‘boom’.

Sending some of the nearby, smaller, aliens flying back into their friends or walls. His drop cratered the ground around him, causing dust and cement chunks to fly up around him, visually blocking his area of the street. The aliens had a hard time seeing past him, focusing instead on the only thing they could see. Terra Firma’s rising crest and bright yellow eyes staring right back at them.

[color=ed1c24] “Sorry I’m late. Good work, Knight, I’ll cover you from here!”[/color]