Gamoran had dropped, using stealth techniques honed by training with some of the most effective assassins in the galaxies and made his way car by car toward the large creature who seemed to think that sword and board techniques would help him against a combatant of his caliber.  Godslayer was sheathed at his side and as he swiftly moved from cover to cover his footfalls made not a sound.  The ninja of this world had nothing on this would-be intergalactic assassin, now thrust into a role as a protector of the innocent.  Closer and closer he got... he could hear the battle between Colossus and the creature as it reached a fevered pitch.  He wondered just how much punishment her metal body could take and whether Godslayer could cut her metallic flesh.  He wondered if she had internal organs or any other vulnerable areas.  He pushed that slightly morbid thought out of his head, focusing on the task at hand.<strong><em>Come on, Gamoran... she's your teammate.  Stop wondering how best to kill your allies.</em></strong><br/><br/>He was close now.  He could hear the sound of the creature's rage.  He hoped they could exploit that anger since it usually caused one to make careless mistakes.  He waited... watching from his hiding spot behind one of the toppled cars.  He saw Hyperion hovering in the air across the way and Colossus trying to slam the beast onto it's front.  He saw an opening... there.  Moving swiftly he appeared as though from out of nowhere to mundane senses... silent and deadly.  Though as he leaped up behind the Abomination, he did not draw his blade, instead opting to attempt a nerve strike, his outstretched fingers forcibly jabbing at a specific spot on the creature's spine.  Whether it worked or not was not a given... he was still mastering his pressure point techniques.  If it did work, however, that strike would temporarily paralyze the creature's body, despite it's great power and tough hide.  He prayed his training was not all for naught in this case.