~Phalanx~
"Now that that's over with," Phalanx said, eyes dead-set on the other armored knight present. "We can settle things without distraction. My name is Phalanx, leader of the White Knights and guardian to the honor and legends of King Arthur Pendragon. Whether you're truly him or not, I must defeat you here." Of course, Phalanx had her doubts that this knight was the legendary King that she herself was said to have descended from.
This fight would provide her with all the answers she needed, though. Readying her sword and shield, Phalanx faced her opponent-to-be. She had to be cautious. If this was King Arthur, the fight would be far from easy - if even possible - for her to win. But being unable to defeat King Arthur meant there were others she couldn't defeat. Being unable to defeat King Arthur meant that there was no way Phalanx could reach her ultimate goals.
~Blackhawk~
Just as I thought. This place is crawling with freaks. Armed to the teeth as always, Blackhawk took a good look around from her rooftop location, and oh the sights she could see. Plenty of superhumans; plenty of targets. But where to strike first?
From where she was perched, she could see one set of two. One looked normal enough, maybe barring that shield he carried around. The other looked like nothing more than a child, though. Blackhawk wouldn't be so easily fooled; assuming she was indeed ever with the Blackhawk Squadron, she'd been trained to identify superhumans on sight. Maybe it was legitimate training, or maybe it was just instinct. The fact that she'd seen what that child was capable of just moments before may have helped tip her off, too. Or her very obvious attire. In either case, her gut was what she trusted, and so...
Loading a smoke grenade into her launcher, Blackhawk aimed. No guarantee she'd land the thing directly between the two from this distance, but it was worth a shot...no pun intended. Ensuring her aim was at least in the right general direction, Blackhawk fired. Just a smoke grenade, though. She tried to save the explosives, and there was no way she'd be able to shoot them from here with a pistol or rifle.