[h1][center][color=92278f]TURN BACK[/color][/center][/h1]

Turn Back stood his ground ad the pavement in front of him erupted, taking the flying gravel wherever it hit. Small flashes of energy popped in the air as the gravel dropped, its energy drained. IT wasn't much, but at this point he needed everything he could get. Tank had run up to the iron-skinned girl, looked like she'd be a tough one to beat. The other one was yelling something about not wanted to fight, but fuck that. She and her cronies had started this. She was trying to attack Sparky now, but TB figured the small man could hold his own, the iron girl needed to be taken care of. 

A flash from behind him attracted his attention however, and he turned just in time to see a blast of flame coming at the group from one of the guys they'd left behind. TB rolled off to the side, feeling the heat against his back. As he stood up he was alarmed to see that his now-ruined hoodie had caught fire, and he shrugged it off as fast as he could. The adrenaline was working for him right now, he didn't feel much pain from that, but those burns would probably need some attention later. The energy-absorbing vigilante sprinted towards Tank now, desperate to back up the big guy.

Turn BAck skidded to a stop behind Tank, dropping to his knees and charging his staff with power, thrusting it between Tank's legs, aiming to smack the girl in with a sneak attack. It probably wouldn't do much damage, but maybe he could distract her. [color=92278f]"Tank!"[/color] He cried, scrambling to his feet. [color=92278f]"Tag team, charge me up when you can!"[/color]