[color=darkgray][center][IMG]https://i.imgur.com/KcJygoU.png[/IMG][/center][hr][B][COLOR=GOLD]Location:[/color][/b] Ruined City
[b][color=gold]Interactions:[/color][/b] Poppy [@dreamingflowers], Dallas [@pantothenic], and Desmond [@Theyra], Akaia [@Exit][hr]
[b][color=gold]Mentions:[/color][/b] Lys [@Force and Fury], Cerise [@Medili] 

[color=darkorange]“Erik, why the fuck is there a Tsar out here!? Shit, I mean, listen! We found the mistle.”[/color] The mistle would have been quite a sight given different circumstances. Safer circumstances. [color=darkorange]"Look boss, if there’s a Tsar in this city then delivering this mistle is the last of our worries. What’s our plan for not getting turned into ash!?”[/color]

Erik could hear the familiar boom of Lariat and could now see Princess firing upon the greater Lost. The other had its attention, but that wasn’t enough if he planned to get everyone out and safe.

[color=gold]“We’re go-”[/color]

[color=Lightcoral]"RUN!!!"[/color] Poppy’s shout was not just a warning but an answer to his previous question concerning how close the Tsar Bomba was to their position. [color=gold]“You heard her! MOVE!”[/color] Erik called for their group to retreat back. The Tsar Bomba was too powerful for his team to engage. And without the proper preparation, putting the thing down was nothing but a dream. With the greater Lost reacting to the several attacks, The infrastructure of some of the lower ruined buildings began to compromise. Erik kept himself at the rear just as he had done before. [color=gold]“Don’t stop for anything!”[/color] Part of a wall began to topple into their path, but it was stopped by a gold barrier summoned by Erik. Due to it only being a brief remedy, the wall toppled before Erik could clear it. [color=gold]“I’ll be right there!”[/color] He glanced upon hearing a massive explosion. [color=gold][i]Did it go off? No that’s not it. They hit it good. Yeah![/i][/color] 

The Tsar Bomba’s body wriggled and wobbled from the powerful impact before it crashed into a larger building. It roared, not in pain, but in defiance. Its urge to pursue was being thwarted by the poor proportions of its body after its recoil from being struck. Part of the towering building it ran into fell upon the Lost causing it to flail tentacles at it as if blinding assaulting an enemy. Now was the time to choose. Continue to strike the greater Lost that had become somewhat vulnerable and distracted or flee while they had this window of opportunity to getaway.

Erik jumped up, summoned a platform, and landed on it, jumped again to a second platform that appeared as the first vanished. He continued this until he navigated over the debris so he could catch up to Akaia, Dallas, and Desmond. [/color]