Viktor's words did very little to ease Darren's concerns as the giant continued his rush forward, his massive girth threatening to crush everything in his path. The mutant crashed through the market, leaving chaos and destruction in his wake; Darren stared as the behemoth ripped off portions of his garments, looking very much insane as he continued his rampage. The sound of stone crumbling into oblivion coupled with the echoes of distant shouts, and it became clear that the Stalker's group had worn out its welcome, thanks to its biggest member (he prayed there weren't any larger ones, anyway).<br/><br/>He followed in Viktor's wake, limping along behind the massive being as it threw its arms out in front of it, swiping at invisible objects in what appeared to be a fit of insanity. No one seemed to have died yet, but there was no telling who'd fall victim to the monstrous figure's throes.<br/><br/>Darren sped up his steps, aiming to catch up even though he had no chance given his limited mobility and the giant's enormous strides, but then hope was rekindled as the individual called "Rock Hammer" (at least, that's what he thought someone had called it) tripped, falling down as a cord wrapped itself tightly around his massive legs.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Good, maybe now he'll stop an-"</span><br/><br/>He broke off, as the giant then began crawling forward, still appearing as conflicted as ever; Darren was about to consult the others as to what needed to be done when the mutant began smashing his head against the ground. With each strike he shouted a word, but the meaning behind them was lost to Darren as he dropped his quarterstaff and trudged forward, climbing on top of the gigantic human as he continued to smash his own head down against the hard floor of the Underbelly.<br/><br/>He reached the head, and wrapped his arms around a neck that was several times thicker than his own. His body sailed forward and down along with the giant's, and it was only with a great effort that he kept himself from flying right off of Rock Hammer's back as the latter smashed himself down once again.<br/><br/>Darren tensed up his entire body and, with great difficulty, pushed himself up alongside the mutant's head.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Sorry,"</span>he rasped into Rock Hammer's ear, and then he inhaled sharply, feeling the strength of the being under him lessening as its massive frame crashed onto the ground. He broke off, well shy of killing it, though truth be told if he didn't stop there he'd likely have lost his own life as well. He tumbled off of its back and dropped to one knee on the ground, coughing violently as blood spattered onto the grey floor beneath him.<br/><br/>After some time, he straightened up to see an assortment of guardsmen facing the downed behemoth with weapons at the ready. It was undoubtedly one of them who'd tripped Rock Hammer to begin with; Darren raised a hand, limping forward to stand between them and the fallen mutant.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Hold your fire,"</span>he croaked, his eyes flitting to either side as he looked around for his new comrades.<span style="font-weight: bold">"He won't be any trouble, now." </span><br/><br/>There was no need for bloodshed. He hoped the guards agreed with his viewpoint.