Triumphalis looked down at the energy, then quirked an eyebrow at the poor loser in front of him. He'd done the right thing... so why did he feel like he'd beat up some ninety-pound nerd and stolen his lunch money?

He'd worry about that later, he decided, reminding himself that this guy could easily reach into his chest and pull out his soul if he was so inclined. "Stop leaving people unconscious in bad weather," he said, "And we won't have to go through this bullshit."

It wasn't really his best one-liner ever, he thought, turning away. He'd leave the lieutenant to lick his wounds - he had some civilians to find.

He doubted they'd gone far.

Kuropeco
I'm outtie. Thank you!!!!!!