[center][h1][color=7adc6f]Kestrel[/color][/h1][/center]

"[color=899499]You see that?[/color]  [color=899499]Is that a fucking talking cat?![/color]" Kestrel heard the large man's words but couldn't quite process them. Between trying to maintain her two ethereal spears and witnessing a tire assault Thundercloud and the shadowy figure that appeared behind him, she was starting to doubt if this wasn't just another one of the dreams like the ones she had shortly after the meteor fell. The fact that she kept seeing another woman zip from place to place didn't help either. There was simply too much happening.

Her initial plan was to redirect Thundercloud's attacks outside, to throw one spear outside and try to channel the energy absorbed by the other into it but the glances Kane was giving her and the racist electrician suggested he had another idea. "[color=899499]Are those safe to touch?[/color]" His question shook her out of it somewhat. Redirecting the lightning would protect them, yes, but Thundercloud kept responding to their attempts at survival with increasing force and none of them were entirely sure how much he was capable of. It was time to respond with force.

Her mind wandered again. Kestrel was never violent. All her life she was kept away from danger and coddled by her parents to the point of being terrified of risk. She went against them, of course, as much as she could. Time and time again she tried and often failed to leave her bubble and do something new. And yet here she was, feeling as though her life was moments from being over be it via dangerous jolt of electricity or from the weight of the building burying all of them as it slowly fell apart. 

She was pretty sure she saved a few of the strangers after the initial attack and she protected Robin just as he requested, and yet what would it all be for if she failed now? Was she really expecting to accomplish something grand when she barged out of her dorm and ran for the Tower? The crackling that began to emanate from the embedded spear snapped her out of it. 

With the gunfire amplifying outside, Thundercloud began charging another attack. A big one. There was no time left.

"[color=7adc6f]They're still absorbing the energy from his previous attack, but I don't know how much more they can hold.[/color]" She uttered. "[color=7adc6f]If I let go of it I don't know how long it will last, but you can throw it harder than I can.[/color]" Kestrel tightened her grip on the spear embedded in the floor and reached out with the other towards Kane just as Thundercloud unleashed his newest attack. It seemed as though even the weather had turned against them as another flood lightning came from behind. She manifested a set of waist high barriers for herself, Kane and Robin to in a desperate attempt to give them some degree of protection if worst came to worst. 

There really was no time left.