[center][h3][u][b]Fight Fire with Fire[/b][/u][/h3][/center]
Enzo's shadow creatures cut down any of the muffin men he encountered and freeing their captives in the process. Most were grateful for the rescue, some were upset that the party was over. All of them were terrified of the creatures that rescued them and made a hasty retreat back to safety. [color=brown]"That could have gone better without the terrified screaming..."[/color] The masked field agent said with a disappointed but understanding tone as he slightly threw his hands up in exasperation. A voice rang through his ear from the tactical visor. [color=lightblue]"Agent Lorenzo, need I remind you that you are here to search and destroy the anomaly before it manages to deal significant damage to the city?"[/color]  [color=brown]"Yes yes, Minerva. I haven't forgotten. It's just...difficult to play the hero when the people you save are more scared of you than the bad guys."[/color] The agent says with a disheartened shrug while a rather large shadow creature in the background lifts a muffin man skyward and rips the poor thing in twain and smashing the remains on the pavement before devouring the remains. [color=lightblue]"You have my sympathies...but please do focus on the crisis. Can't really help your public relations if we fail to protect the city."[/color] [color=brown]"True."[/color] With that communications go silent as he moves closer and closer to the epicenter of this disaster.[hr]
Strangely enough, the closer he got to the suspected origin point, the muffin men's attacks grew even fiercer than a couple city blocks before. Enzo surmised that these things weren't mindless drones wandering about aimlessly causing chaos. Something must be functioning as a hive mind and controlling the actions of these things to coordinate reinforcements to points that have the most resistance. The muffin men were near endless in their assault. Where he and his creatures cut down a score, another would easily take their place. It would seem to be an impossibly unwinnable situation but, unluckily for his foes, he too had a small army at his beck and call. 

Channeling his enhanced psychic power, he summoned more and more shadow creatures to deal with the increased numbers of muffin men. [color=brown]"Heavier resistance? I must be heading in the right direction~."[/color] He says with a sing-song voice as he moves closer and closer to SeaShell Bakery. A patches of road stained with the gooey remains of the muffin defenders left in his wake.