Ever since the Redeye had made it's way into the town's line of sight, Mayor Coss had been doing his best with the Mohs Police force to evacuate the city. He had heard the absurd stories of a large red death beam sphere that attacked a little city in Maine, but didn't believe it. His son had believed it, and followed some blogger from the aforementioned city. Chuck didn't believe it until now.
It was brief, but Mayor Coss caught a glimpse of a young man helping a family just before the Redeye shot it's laser. He was blasted away from his original position, and bits of shrapnel had cut into his suit, even causing him to bleed a little, but he was moderately okay. He wasn't knocked unconscious, and began to look for anyone who could have been more damaged than he was. The fire had hit him only a little, and the man had spent several minutes laying in pain before slowly rising. It hurt quite a bit, but he couldn't afford to lay down and let the pain consume him.
He had found the young man that he had seen earlier, and picked him put, slinging him over his shoulder and carrying him to safety. He seemed to have been hit bad from the fire, and needed care. He knew where the medical vehicles and hospital were, but he had to rely on whatever he could find at the moment.