Sion&Liam
As the heavy rubble collided with Sion, he couldn't help but stagger back. Between the force of the throw and his current fatigue, it was all that the avatar could do to keep from collapsing where he stood. With heavy breaths and a slumped frame, the man attempted to reaffirm his grip on his weapon in anticipation of what was to come. It was only when the luminous sword hit it's mark that the man truly fell, his knees buckling beneath his weight as his mass hit the street with a heavy thud. As the dust cleared and the wayward pieces of the pavement settled, what once was the towering and menacing visage of Sion had changed to a young male- no more than 15- that lay unconscious in the newly made crater. At once, an eerie silence fell over the streets, broken only by the crackling of flames that remained from the rubble and the weighted breaths of those still upon the road.
Liam gave a heavy sigh at the predicament, his chest heaving as he attempted to calm his still racing heart. Slowly, his form would begin to compress and shrink- what once was a towering ebon-monolith returned to his normal stature and complexion. That didn't stop him from slumping over, resting his hands on his knees as he continued to combat his exhaustion.
"Damnit," He offered after a moment, rightening himself as he stepped forward towards the crater, "It's just a kid. We just beat the hell out of a child..." He shook his head a moment later. Falling into a thoughtful Silence, Liam merely looked down upon the unconscious child as his breathing steadied. Quickly, his hand darted into this pocket, withdrawing his cellphone as he flipped it open and began punching in a number quickly. Looking over to Clarice and Vicki, Liam's head tilted to the side against his phone as it remained caught between his collar and cheek. He took this free time to dust off his clothes- though his eyes never met the woman as he seemed to be gauging them.
"You alright?" He called out, the concern in his voice mixed with agitation from the combat just a moment before.
Graves
@Trevor1001
The gunman swore harshly once he realized the change in tactics, doing his best to duck and dodge out of the way of the numerous assaults. One blow connected with his cheek as it tore into his flesh, another into his leg as he buckled down to one knee with a snarl. Quickly the wounds healed, but the pain was still present on the man's face as a strained grimace appeared. Forcing himself to his feet, the gunman shifted the weight of his gun around.
"Boy, you're getting on my last nerves. You talk a good game, but fight like a coward." Dropping his gun to the ground, a loud explosion could be heard, the area around the gunman filling with smoke as his body became shrouded in the thick mist. To Yosuke's senses, he could graves still standing upon the pavement for a moment, but soon a second pair of feet would reside there, and the next they were both gone. As the smoke began to settle, the form of the gunman would no longer be seen, just the stirred rubble, torn cloth, and fresh blood of the Reksai avatar.
The sounds of combat had all but become silent, and all the combatants could hear the sounds of approaching sirens and the whispers and exclamations of those that had gathered around to watch the chaos unfold. No one dared approach, and if the heroes approached them, the people would recoil. It was very obvious that there was a tension in the air between the common folk and the newly outed super-humans.
@Kiroue
As same began to gently stir the man, she was met with a sudden whimper and squirming, though his eyes never opened. It was only after she began pressing on his downed form that his eyes opened, looking upon her with a distant stare.
"Wh- What?" He spoke timidly, his voice shaking slightly as his eyes opened wider. Quickly, he drew back, seeming frightened for a moment before settling down. He couldn't help but seem nervous- his eyes trying their best to stay upon Sam's though distracted sporadically by her nude form, "What are you-?" It was only then that his attention would turn to the area around him, his eyes growing ever wider, "How the hell did I get here?!" Slowly his form began to relax, though still seeming on edge as his attention turned fully to Sam.
"Look, whatever happened here, I need to get back home," And with this, he attempted to stand, finding himself quickly back on his knees as he groaned out heavily, "What did you do to me?" He spoke bewilderingly, his eyes screwing down into a glare as he focused on the naked woman before him.
The rest of the champions were left to their own devices- though the sound of sirens steadily filled the air.
