Dreadlock, Guardian & Savant
He continued his walk towards where the sounds of terror faded into quiet death. Bodies strewn around the area like mangled pieces of meat. His eyes ever so slightly softened in sympathy to those families who now had to bury every single one of them. He would be sure to help out those families afterwards.
"Where is this thi-"PLAY!'There!'He could barely see it but it appeared to be a...Duck? Immediately his face went straight into a deadpan expression but for only a second. There were three Tiger level entities in the cities. One in each city and this one did
not appear to be of that caliber. But growing up he learned from Angel Grace, "Looks can always be deceiving my son. Never underestimate your opponent, it can always cost you dearly." He opened his cape,
withdrawing Bjorn from his side. The low level threats never had the opportunity to be pummeled by Bjorn, instead receiving a hard, heavy cold cocked fist to the face or chest. But tiger level and up, depending on the severity received Bjorn, and in worse cases met with the Crucible,
an eight ton monster of a blade, roughly ten and a half feet in length, three and a half feet wide and four inches thick. This same blade is the one that managed to take down the infamous Juubilee, the monster who he had nicknamed "Hydra" on the count of its duplication when killed. However, he did not feel that the duck deserved such honor and saw fit to take it on with Bjorn until like a bullet, it bounced around, making impact with one of his other colleagues, Dreadlock. She was a great hero but one he had given the pet name "Tangles"...seemed like the name was a rightful one at that. Casted off of the building from his perspective, she fell into a hair entanglement in the garbage below. At least she was safe for now. Glancing back up at the thing he moved forward, intent on bashing its head in-
THREAT LEVEL HAS BEEN RAISED TO DEMON! I REPEAT, THREAT LEVEL HAS BEEN RAISED TO DEMON! Quickly glancing over at the speaker he looked back up and his eyes widened slightly. Another hero had approached the seemingly harmless animal, unknowingly entering what he had assumed was its kill zone.
"No!" He sprinted forward, placing Bjorn onto his hip and sprang up towards the rooftop, a crater left from where he jumped, preparing a massive and devastating strike.
Up above, Savant was quite possibly in harms way, despite its docile appearance. The thing seemed to cock back, much like it did with Dreadlock but what it had planned to do was immediately halted. Savant had looked up just in time to see the back of something big that wore a black tattered cape, turning mid-air to reveal-
"CLUNG!"Ten feet and eight tons of sharpened metal came around at a blinding speed and slammed into the side of the alien, causing its body to cave in on one side. Allister was given the advantage of distraction with the involuntary help from both Dreadlock and Savant. This gave him the edge he needed and with his quick thinking, was what he got. Savant leaned back quickly and just in time as his reflection on the metal disappeared again to reveal clear skies. Allister had managed at the last minute to adjust by an inch, avoiding the face of Savant. The creature appeared glued to the Crucible with the amount of force that was put behind the slash and the follow through sent the duck-like alien flying in one direction and that was into the side of another building a few blocks away. Still it yelled out one thing...
PLAAAAAAaaaayyyyyyyyy! Its command faded as it was sent through the air and away from the three. It would be enough to give Allister time to regroup with the other two heroes. Landing on the edge of the rooftop, his blade resting on his shoulders, he turned to Savant with a hand extended.
"You alright there Savant? Didn't graze you did I?" He asked with a bit of concern before leaning over the side, looking down towards Dreadlock.
"What about you! You alright? Need you to hurry up if possible!" He called down to her. He knew it would take a minute for her to re-situate herself before regrouping.
"I was hoping to host a potluck today at headquarters for everyone, guess that's not happening now... Any news on the other cities? Or our guys?" His hard look returned as he gave a sidelong glance to Savant, often looking into the distance for the duck...thing.
