Fixeon Municipal Recycling PlantJareth sighed in relief as Blur Rabbit heard his call and came down to help thin the hoard that was attacking his position in the earthworks. The other hero was just a blur of movement as he worked.
"Thanks man," Jareth called. But then the remaining terrazards turned around and started charging the factory. Luna was now outside the factory, and didn't seem distressed by the approaching 'zards, so he could only assume that the matter was under control.
His assumption was backed up as the terrazards ignored Luna and her passengers, and went straight for the burning building, clawing at the rapidly-crumbling walls.
en route to Fixeon Municipal Recycling PlantAmuné wasn't surprised when her powers registered danger to Madison. Wireframe was on a mission -- it made sense she'd encounter danger in some form. Of course that probably meant that the party crew hadn't managed to keep things as quiet as they would have liked, but it wasn't Amuné's mission, so she set that aside.
A ping of anxiety tied to Austin, however, was completely unexpected.
"Wiseman? Come in, Wiseman." Nothing. She almost turned the car around, but she was nearly at her destination. It would be foolish to go back across town to help when she'd probably arrive too late to do anything. Besides, Austin was capable -- and the Fixeon crew had requested help. She had to focus on her chosen mission.
She pulled into the plant, parking next to the two black HERO vehicles. She'd put on a tactical vest before departing Hero Three, and now she grabbed her carbine from the passenger seat.
"Fixeon group, this is Oracle. I've arrived. Sitrep, please." It wasn't hard to see that the plant was on fire. What had happened here?