The biggest advantage Lekron had here was that most of the fighters figured a they knew a little about many of the fighters present, be it humans with mutated or special abilities, demons, angels, many of these had almost seemed common in the battlefield these days. Lekron was not any of these, even among aliens his kind where the dangerous plague that swept across the galaxies, Their name was their keepsake, The Scourge. Even with Lekron's half breed anomaly, he always was the one to embrace this side of himself, and with it he gained the greater mastery of what it meant to be a Scourge.
Alexander had witnessed a few actions of this fighter, even now with the coat over his head it still seemed the man had a strong idea of what was occurring, but the depths of the predicament where still not entirely understood. Had Saka been able to warn anyone, he probably could have informed them about not feeding energy to the Scourge, especially their metal. The power that was pushed into Alexander's punch would feel sapped once it made contact, vanishing from the attack and leaving just a tiny fist pushing into a massive palm. Reflexively bringing the fingers down, they would rake across the mans figure where they manage to touch, the empty cold of power loss left in their wake as the fingers curled back towards the palm. Noticeably not going ahead and further, Lekron had grasped the palm before him and used it as a bit of a push off from Alexander, not sure if the force would push the man back significantly with the additional power lost or if he would be capable of holding his ground was of little consequence to Lekron, at this point the thoughts of this power drain would most likely be the real concern of Alexander.
The red eyes of Lekron lit up, information stored and shared, as he stood face to jacket to face with Alexander a question came to his mind, with all the power loss from such a heavy meeting of the scourge metal, just how well could these tendrils around him be controlled. With a gratuitous amount of energy already donated, along with the close encounter of scourge metal, Lekron began to wonder just how these incoming barbs would be able to deal with a severe energy drain. Perhaps he could let them drain themselves to nothing but ash and hopefully a taste of lo mien assuming they used the same energy as Alexander, maybe he would be surprised in how long they lasted by holding a different power source, maybe even the potential of even a momentary threat they posed was enough to let Alexander still feel he had some edge left. Lekron was even eager enough to let this test his skill, with Alexanders own power boosting him and even less effective against the Scourge, this was one of the true dangers of Lekron's kind.
Ready to test the newly acquired powers against the surrounding black walls of slithering porn gone wrong, the incoming attacks where like a big cage closing in. Either way this went, Alexander regretting having let an enemy he did not know get so close, or Lekron finding his fight turning a stronger uphill turn, Battle is what he knew, and even in the middle of impending chaos, his grin grew wide.
WHUMP
Feeling anticipation turn into rage, the body of Saka appeared to fly out of nowhere and collided with Lekron. The force of the launched body knocked Lekron at least down a block or two away from his eager assessment. eyes red with his power and glowing with anger, once he was capable of getting up Lekron would toss the fighter from him to look back at Leo back on the scene. His hand moving back down to normal size, he would wave a fist at the demonic fighter.
AGAIN with the throwing of things, does everyone get together to plan this or what?