Anger was a rising emotion.  Rage was not something she had contended with before.  There was simply nothing there that could harm her, nothing that could break her metal skin.  Pain shot through her body from the weapon.  Teeth ground into one another like the gears of a car pushing together.  One hand moved to touch the place he had struck her, but there was no blood.  Only pain radiated through her and fists clenched together.  Yet he was not the main concern, the pain nothing more than an annoyance compared to the plight of Ares.  Behind her a burst of speed was felt more than heard as Caroline slammed through the air to disperse the man.  She would help the best way she knew how.<br/><br/>Around her destruction was made.  Part of her wondered if the city would be so thankful for their help.  Truth be told the villains could only take so much money in their greedy hands.  Did the money amount to this destruction.  The thought was fleeting.  Too late for regrets.  Both hands grasped a chunk of asphalt and her eyes turned to the hydrate.  She would at least slow his source of power before she made her challenge.  Chunks of slap were soon rammed into the surface of the hydrate.  Pressure would build up, but she hoped the hydrate would turn off from the pressure.  She doubted the thing would continue spurting water.  Her foot crashed down atop the concrete so that she drive it down deep and secure.<br/><br/>Her voice came more as a roar.  A shock perhaps to those that had heard her so meekly before.  “Come on water boy.  Let’s see what you got.  Already took care of one of you.”<br/>