As Overlook backed into the backseat of the vehicle he arrived in, firing a bullet towards the clones trying to get him dead, the hero looked out of the windshield as he saw the group of Wards being assaulted relentlessly by the clones. Tiger Lily was out of commission, Messiah was freaking out, Tulpa wasn't doing great in this, Margrave and Epsilon were somewhere else entirely. It wasn't looking good.
And to make matters worse, Overlook getting involved made him no more than a liability. He was worse than being just a useless hero right now. He should've stayed behind in the PRT HQ, not running out here like a fucking fool and risking his life in this situation, but he felt like he had to do it. He had to find a way to help somehow, but this wasn't a good situation.
Leaning back against the opposite side of the vehicle, the Protectorate hero looked out into the scene developing around him before noticing something off to his side. One of the soldiers that arrived on the scene with the Wards, Private Skeetz, if he remembered correctly, was on the ground unconscious, with a pretty nasty wound on his body. There weren't a ton of clones around the body, probably because Skeetz looked dead, so the area was surprisingly clear. The wall behind the car was open, so the situation seemed pretty decent for Overlook to help out in the field right now. It was a stretch, but it was the best shot Overlook had at being useful.
"Here goes... everything," Overlook sighed as he popped open the door of the car, rushing towards the downed Private as a few clones began to converge onto Overlook. The hero grabbed the Private and began to drag him outside while dodging the punches thrown by the clones to the best of his ability. Every punch thrown either grazed him or missed him, save for a massive punch thrown by a rather beefy clone, smashing the hero in the helmet and cracking a hole directly where the eyes were. Despite the punch, Overlook kept moving backwards behind him, dragging the Private outside the building before watching the clone begin to melt slowly.
One final punch was thrown by the beefcake clone, knocking directly into the glass of Overlook's helmet and slamming right into his eye before melting entirely. The hero was knocked back into the ground, pulling the Private with him backwards. Looking back towards the event starting behind him through cracked glass and bloodied vision, the hero got onto his knees and pulled the Private just a bit further before finally collapsing, getting himself and the Private out of the way, even though both were unconscious.
