"The guy smacked you in the head with a sudden burst of wind while you were talking," Alex replied. Letting him down, the older man held onto his hand in case he still needed help standing. "I took him down afterwards." What he didn't mention was that he found no nukes on the guy, which could only mean one thing. A Syker. The guy was one of the kinds of jackasses that gives Sykers a bad name. He probably was on some kind of power-high, and thought that he could walk up to anyone and threaten them into handing over everything they had, and that he could easily beat them if they tried to fight back. He probably wasn't expecting to encounter a nuke user that had the skills to overwhelm a Syker or two, which is how the guy found himself killed by Alex. "So, you alright?"