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The second the drone crashed and electronics in the vicinity sputtered out, Alex was already looking around and swearing under his breath. 

Really?! Now of all times???!!!

A growl rumbled in the man’s throat as he pulled out his phone only to find the thing dead and bricked. Confirming his growing suspicions. [color=deepskyblue][b]”Fuck. Someone set off an EMP.“[/b][/color] 

While there was a level of panic in nearby residences, there were already people gearing up for the worst like this was just the same shit as usual in Shieldtown. Thankfully not all the enforcer or hunting rigs seemed to be down, they had learned their lesson when an Apex with electro-magnetic abilities showed up not that long ago. Unfortunately, that still left a good amount of equipment down depending on how big the blast had been.

Alex however was already scanning the immediate vicinity for signs of trouble or hostility. Blue light flickering in his eyes as a hand began to creep towards his bag for his collapsed helmet. His features softened momentarily to assure Umbri. [color=deepskyblue][b]”I don’t know who had the balls to pull shit like that here. But whoever they are, they’re soon going to wish they didn’t.“[/b][/color] There was an animalistic edge bleeding into his voice. Even his posture grew more rigid as steely muscles began to flex with anticipation.

Even with the growing frustration and irritation, he kept Umbri in sight and within arms reach. She noted that - the former, at least, and that it was cast away from her - as she joined his search. She swept her gaze over the skyline and came up with nothing. The second she determined she wasn’t in immediate danger, her thoughts jumped to the people who could be.

[color=#A4303F][b]“Come on, we need to get back,”[/b][/color] she urged Alex and jogged out in front.

Something was wrong when they turned that corner. A shrill voice beckoned them to move faster as they approached the Workshop, shouting for Alex’s help. It wasn’t like any of the requests Umbri had been privy to on their trip to the markets. It was panicked and desperate. The roller door was open, giving them a clear view of the crowd huddled within. They skittered and ducked out of the way of Alex as he came through, Umbri only just making it through sticking to his back.

At the center of the chaos was Koba, slumped by the wall, eyes barely staying open, right arm - gone. Completely, bloodlessly, spirited away. Graham was crouched in front of him, a little figure limp in his arms as he alternated between shouting orders, urging Koba to stay awake and firing questions, so many frantic questions, from him and everyone - [i]“What happened to you! Your arm!”[/i] Koba could only feebly sign back, with one hand, and half the words he wanted to say, [b](“Dove. Don’t… blame.”)[/b] Ako’s cap laid by their feet, a dark patch of blood in it.

It was loud. And at the same time, quiet. Quiet of a presence that [i]should[/i] have been here, screaming all the profanities for her. Umbri broke away from Alex to rush to the back of the workshop.

No Temujin on the workbench. No hovering Jemma ball. Just a vent cover laying under an op-table. Umbri looked back at Alex helplessly and shook her head.

Hardlight cracked into existence with the sound of grinding glass. Angry jagged shapes crept over Alex’s body but didn’t fully encase him. He moved around the room to try and get any clue of what had happened himself before speaking up. [color=deepskyblue][b]” What happened and who did this?.“[/b][/color] His voice still a growl, leaning more towards a demand than a question.

There didn’t seem to be any reactions to the overt use of powers given the situation. Alex took deep breaths to retain some degree of composure. Tremors of anger now a lot more visible with the fractals of light shifting across his body.

Umbri searched around the workbenches, for a clue, or for the hope that Jemma at least had safely rolled under one. The alternative made her nauseous - [color=#A4303F][b]"Was the Warden here?" [/b][/color]She picked up a dented piece of Temujin's casing from the floor and clung to it.

Koba shivered, pushing against the pain to set himself upright. Margot reached out with a concerned arm, but Koba gently tucked it away as he held up his surviving hand. [b]("Rip come…")[/b] His fingers flexed with a tentative tremble. [B]("Look for Dove.") [/b]Koba whimpered, and his hand clenched into a fist that quelled his frustration with silence. Until he took a deep breath, and continued, [b]("Dove gone again…")[/b]

Ako laid in Graham's arms. Her eyes fluttered beneath her lashes. Her cheek was a swollen, lumpy purple, with bruises that stretched beneath her eye. Bandages twisted beneath her bangs to the back of her head. Graham drew his hand from beneath the apprentice and stared at the wet, damp colour that overtook his palm. It was red. 

The smith shot a glare towards Alex, his eyes wet and his face flushed pink.[b] "Where the hell were you?!" [/b]He was shaking.[b] "You're Shieldtown's Rogue! You were supposed to protect us!" [/b]he hung his head, hiding the tears in favour of the teeth gritted beneath his unkempt beard as he muttered, [b]"If Hardcase was still here…" [/b]

[color=#A4303F][b]"Hey, back off,"[/b][/color] Umbri wedged herself firmly in the place between the Rogue, the grief-stricken mechanic, and their rising tempers. [color=#A4303F][b]"That's not fair."[/b][/color]

Graham turned his glare towards Umbri. [B]"This ain't none of your business." [/b]He held Ako closer.[b] "Why do you even care? You got what you came for."[/b]

Alex snapped in the direction of the smith. Oh that did it. He was not putting up with this after everything he had unloaded on Umbri. [color=deepskyblue][b]”Get the FUCK off you’re high horse and pull your head out of your ass.“[/b][/color] In one step he loomed over the man. The next words that came out of his mouth were more of a growl than ever. [color=deepskyblue][b]”I'm. Not. Hardcase. And don’t you dare act like he was everywhere at once. We still had people getting hurt when he was around.“[/b][/color]

Not a moment was given for a response as Alex turned on his heel and stormed towards the door. [color=deepskyblue][b]”If you’re all fucking done . . . I have a Ripper to hunt.“[/b][/color]

There was no way trying to chase someone who already had a head start was going to work. That left only one real option. 
Stepping outside, Alex wasted no time clapping his hands together violently. The sound was not too dissimilar to that of a shotgun going off. Blue light bloomed outwards from Alex at a rapid rate. Moving faster and faster the further it got from him. The light harmlessly passed over buildings and people, coalescing into a multiple layered  jagged  dome that effectively sealed Shieldtown off from the rest of the undercity. Sure, you could get it, but Alex had it so nothing could get out. To help emphasize the point, the inner walls began to sharpen and become riddled with spikes and spines all pointing inward.

If there was any sign that this feat of power was straining him, Alex certainly didn’t show it. Given how charged he had been feeling lately he felt like he had an over abundance of energy to spare. 

With nothing left to do, Alex picked a direction and moved. Nearly 400.lbs of pissed off brute accelerating to roughly 60.mph might not seem impressive on paper. It was a lot more terrifying to witness in person. Especially when said brute was also covered head to toe in glowing blades and spikes.

Not long after the dome went up. Loudspeakers in areas that hadn’t been hit by the EMP blared to life.

[h3][center][b]”Attention Residents. Thunderdome procedures have been engaged. All non-combatants are advised to seek shelter immediately. Any sign of suspicious activity, Gangers, or unknown powers are to be reported to the nearest authorities available. This is not a drill.”[/b][/center][/h3]

From there, warning lights began to flash down every street as thick blast doors and window coverings began to slam into place over every building. 

Even without comms, Alex had effectively mobilized the Town.