Chi-tah did not like the odds. Adonis in melee, Rocket with long range as well as surround sound, and rancid with robots in the middle. When the peal of a riff tore up six cars, he had to cover his ears to their own safety. He did not want to be in direct path of that blast, and, as much as he lauded his speed, he could not outrun a sound wave as his top speed was only half of mach 1 with a straight away and his boots. Then agin, destructive blasts tend to move slower with more force than noise as they tore through things.

When things kicked off by the others arrival, it was indeed distracting between the magician's appearance and the toon playing catch with the junkyard dogs. An opportunity to not be missed as he angled his approach from the alley between the bank and a bakery. Drawing an electrified baton with one hand, he kept the other free for grasping and manipulation as he came in as fast as a Lamborghini and as silent as a leopard as he tried to take rocket out from behind or at least stun him long enough to get that guitar away from him.