[h1][b]Nigel McGallet[/b][/h1]

After flying around for a while, Nigel noticed something. His wings, they felt stiff and tired. To avoid a crash landing, Nigel forced a risky landing onto a nearby roof of a two story building. Nigel fell to the ground shortly after landing. His wings felt as if they were on fire. On top of that, He could barely flap his wings. [i]useless...[/i] Nigel thought with disgust at his disadvantageous form. He was used to flying around at high speeds, not plod along the ground like some common beast.

Being cut short from wallowing in self-pity, Two more of the aggressive creatures burst through a door onto the roof, one wielding a knife and the other armed with a crowbar. [i]They must've heard me land[/i] Nigel thought as he evaluated his situation. It was obvious from looks alone that the knife wielder would relie on speed, due to his slim form. While the bulky crowbar wielding enemy looked like he could take down a wall if he so desired.

Before Nigel could make anymore deductions, the smaller one launched himself towards Nigel with his knife raised. Nigel reacted by bringing his right claw up to meet the assaulter's arm and, as the knife was being swung, the singular claw on Nigel's pointing finger pierced right through the being's arm. After a screech, the creature quickly retracted it's arm and retreated down the staircase it previously ascended, ripping off Nigel's claw in the process. It didn't hurt, but it put Nigel at a disadvantage.

The second creature screamed at it's partner as it readied it's own weapon, as if to say "you fuck-up". Nigel decided to take the lead and stepped in to swipe at the target's face, which was quickly deflected with it's crowbar and then returned. Nigel deflected it with his arm as his wings were still inoperable, the pain made Nigel side-step and let out an irritated grunt, followed by a growl. Nigel then grabbed the crowbar, pulled the creature pass him and then swiftly brought the last 4 claws on his right hand through the back if the target's neck. The creature's corpse hit the ground in sync with it's weapon.

Nigel looked behind him to see if the accomplice had returned, but it seemed that it had fled for good. Nigel rubbed his wrist as he sat down near the edge of the roof, just so he could rest awhile. After a few seconds, however, the mans voice could be heard. He talked about a large group of "aggressors" and a singular "denizen" attempting to fight back. The location, however was too far away for Nigel to make on foot and without his wings, he wouldn't make it in time to save the day. [i]His lackeys will do fine[/i] Nigel thought to himself as he checked his wrist. [i]But I'll check when my wings are rested, just incase they can't handle it[/i] he thought, unsure about his "Team's" capabilities.