Wayfarer unclenches his fists and relaxes his stance. Night Terror, confused by the defenseless pose, swings a fist forward at Wayfarer’s jaw. But with a subtle wave from Wayfarer’s hand, Night Terror freezes in place, mid-swing. Actually, for Night Terror, the world is now a blur – the activity around him seeming to move at […]
Night Terror and Wayfarer dance around each other, each throwing and dodging an equal amount of punches. But distracted by his teammates struggles in his peripheral vision, Night Terror finally takes a solid fist to the head from Wayfarer.
Tranquility (with her foot) kicks up one of her stakes from the ground, catching it effortlessly in her hand. She leaps and lands hard onto Nobody’s body, making sure to press her knee deep into his mid-section. She twirls her spike in her hand briefly, before pressing its sharp tip into the fleshy part of
Nobody swings a baseball bat shaped arm to knock the wooden stake out of Tranquility’s left hand. Over confident, he takes a big swing and a miss at her other hand. She ducks, drops her wooden weapon on purpose, pops back up, and wraps both her arms around his transformed one. He grabs a fistful
The Possessor glides off the bus, landing in front of Magmamite. Magmamite resumes blasting lava at his approaching target, but the sizzling rocks bounce harmlessly off the Possessor. Mock-wiping the dust from his chest, the Possessor takes a large step forward. Magmamite shuffles backward while doubling the force of his blast. But the Possessor continues
This allows Wayfarer to step forward and kick Night Terror in the head just as he reaches the top of the bus. He falls and drops hard onto the street. Wayfarer leaps off the bus to land a few feet from him.
Gemini shifts Relay front and center as his shield. She yelps out in pain as the magma rocks sting her body. Magmamite has no choice but to halt his rocky assault.
With fists pointed high, Magmamite fires off a steady stream of magma rocks, pelting the three remaining Feared members atop the bus. Night Terror uses the distraction to scale the bus roof, using Terrain’s limp limbs as his make-shift climbing handles.
Tranquility flips a stake in her palm, repositioning it with the sharp point inward. Jabbing her hand out, the flat end of the stake clocks Nobody above his ear. He yelps and stumbles sidewides.
With sharpened wooden stakes in each hand, Tranquility dives from the bus. Nobody quickly turns his left arm into a wide plank shape to intercept her, smacking her away with a swing of his arm. She smacks into the bus and crumbles to the ground. Nobody (his arm returning to normal) leaps over to examine
