As soon as they were within range, Anchor had thrown his anchor from the plane, hooking it onto the side of the building. Jumping just after Little Brother, he swung on the chain, weight bringing him in a tight arc. The anchor held, having found a nice nook to rest in. However, the chain length did not quite bring Anchor down to ground level, instead just a foot above the door. Rahn'Niss grimaced, as he slammed into the building with a heavy thud. 

Quickly regaining his wits, Anchor violently yanked the chain, allowing his anchor to plummet down next to him. Despite how slowly one might expect him to move, this all transpired in but a few seconds. Not hesitating to deal with those police surrounding the area, Rahn'Niss barged in, sprinting up stairs as quickly as he could. Though he did not have super-speed, his strength was more than capable of propelling him at surprising speeds. 

Anchor puffed deep breaths, reaching the top of the stairs, second floor. The eastern stairwell had taken him exactly where he needed to be, popping up just outside of the door housing the battle. He already heard some ruckus coming from within, and thought to himself, [i]'Twenty seconds... What am I, the flash?'[/i] Being the first to arrive at said door, he kicked it down with enough force to splinter the wood. The first thing he noticed was Tank, throwing a desk. There was little Anchor could do to stop it, so instead, he took a moment to survey the room.

From what Rahn'Niss remembered, the plan didn't involve near as many people coming in through the windows, but now wasn't the time to question it. Though an inferno was in the corner of his eyes, Anchor knew he was most suited to take out Tank. Torch would be too much of a challenge, heat trumping his Atlantean physiology. The other thugs would be easy enough to mop up with Tank out of the way, or at least incapacitated. 

Then came the order. "Civilians fleeing." That was quite the wrench thrown into the plans. There wasn't much that Anchor could do on that front, save using himself as a simple shield for them. No, he would best leave that to the others as well. Finally, with his thoughts in place, Anchor stared down Tank, hand gripping the anchor tightly. The massive man was focused on Kira, who also appeared to be attacking the meta human. With a grim smile, Rahn'Niss threw his anchor, the blunt thing aimed just next to Tank. When the anchor slid to a stop next to the foot of Tank, he whipped it hard to the side, hoping to knock the man down, or at least distract him.