The battle had been intense, it truely tested Murdoc and in this endeavor he realized he was starting to slack off in his old age. Drake and he had traded blows, Murdoc was unable to gain an advantage, as was Drake. In a metaphorical battle of Angel Vs Demon, they were indeed equal. Drake was unable to penetrate Murdoc's Ultimate Shield, and Manson was unable to bring the Angel to his knee's. As the power contained within the gem of his ring faded, Manson Murdoc would pull one final event out of desperation as he stood now before Drake with an innocent civilian grasped by the throat.<br/><br/>"Always a pleasure, but I'm a tad famished." He held the person out, the unspoken threat that he would kill this person if Drake moved. Manson would back away, before he considered it a safe distance to flee. He had the ability, and the power to end the battle with Drake, had it not been for a certain hiccup by Wyrm, but he felt the burn associated with fueling his own abilities, and that would end with Murdoc exhausting his power and becoming mortal. Now a safe distance away he would erupt with maniacal laughter.<br/><br/>"Tell me Drake, where is this one going?!" There was a sickening crack, and the hostage fell lifeless to the ground as Manson would flee the scene, his claws digging into brick as he parkour'd up a building and disappeared.<br/><br/>Later that night, a human Manson Murdoc would stand idely smoking a cigarette and chugging an energy drink at the appointed meeting place with Wyrm. He was not happy about this, it was apparent on his face. Decked out in a new suit, he ditched the formal black attire for a crimson 3 piece. Boldly, he was alone. The burdens of the day had taken it's toll on the Crime Lord, and just like Julias Ceaser he saw his empire crumbling on it's own weight. Earlier that day he had already set the events in motion to allow this meeting to take place uninterupted. The painstaking process of going out of his way to frame Wyrm, to cause the Angel to attack the wrong limo, one of Manson's, a neccesary loss, he even hit up an undesireable, a druggie who happened to have connections to a particular hero, Nala. Now equipped with information on the heroes, his next step would be to gain information on his competition. The fact he actually did not know a thing on this Wyrm character is exactly why he even showed to this arranged meeting.<br/><br/>(sorry folks, I was out of town.)