<strong>Alias</strong>: Seraph<br/><strong>Your Team</strong>: Team F<br/><strong>Who you're interacting with</strong>: Harrier, Harpy<br/><hr/><br/>A searing pain traveled up Seraph’s leg as Harrier grabbed it. “Shit.” The injured angel couldn't help but curse under. Seraph clumsily turned around causing another jolt of pain to move up his leg. “Let go!” He yelled angrily at the opposing superhero who had grabbed him. He was really starting to hate this wingless flyer and his refusal to stay down. If Harrier didn't want to let go of him than fine, he’d make him let go one way or another. Seraph launched a quick kick at Harrier’s head trying to make him let go of his leg or in the case that Seraph was lucky enough to knock him out so he could move on to fight one of the other heroes.<br/><br/>Either way if he was freed of Harrier’s grasp. Seraph would ascend a few more feet to catch his breath before he either dove back down to try and land another punch to Harrier’s head or if Harrier fell unconscious to fly upwards and try to land a hammer fist to Harpy’s temp. If he couldn't break free of Harrier grasp Seraph knew he was going to be in trouble and with his injured leg he didn't like his chances of defeating his opponent he was forced to stay on the ground and fight.<br/>