Mat took a second to analyze the position he was currently in. One, he was in a dark alleyway where nobody was likely to hear or see anything that was going on. Two, he was not the only other living creature here, there were three others, and only 2 of them could be considered hostile. Three, he had super powers that he still wasn't 100% sure how they worked. Four, everyone else in this alley also had superpowers that they seemed completely confident in using. Five, Pitambara and some weird cat-woman-thing were about 20 feet away, the former pinning the latter to the ground and repeatedly punching her in the face. Six, some guy had just leaped 10 feet into the air and was flying towards him like it was a National Geographic cover.

Hastily, Mat stepped to the side, mostly avoiding the pouncing attack, but still receiving a few cat scratches on the cheek that drew a single drop of blood. On a normal person, that same attack probably would have ripped off their face. Pitambara stopped punching the cat demon below him to shout at his contractee.

"Hey, your defense is sloppy! Don't let your guard down!" Right as he said that, the cat demon bucked the spirit off of his position, sending him tumbling down the alleyway. He stood up to find the cat demon pouncing at him, probably aiming to do what its contractee did. What she got instead ws a boot to the face that stopped her cold. The spirit looked over at Mat's fight to see the human flinch from receiving a ghost blow to the face for perhaps the 30th time in the past 5 minutes. It was an obvious opening, but Mat didn't take it. Pitambara pondered that perhaps he should have searched a bit longer for potential contractees. Maybe find a streetfighter or boxer instead of the first compatible good person available. The cat demon stood back up and hissed at Pitambara like a common house cat. Pathetic. The spirit ran up to the demon and kneed her right in the face.

Mat noticed that the man he was fighting suddenly recoiled from what was probably a really painful attack from Pitambara. Maybe it broke a bone. He took a moment to step forward and uppercut the guy before throwing a barrage of punches with his left hand that sent the man flying to the other side of the alley. He looked over to the cat-woman-thing that Pitambara was fighting to find her passed out cold, but far more battered than her contractee. 

"So," Matt said to a creature that certainly looked mostly human, but wasn't quite right, "are you finally going to explain to me what's going on?" The metallic gold on Pitambara's arms dissolved as he shrugged nonchalantly in response.