<strong>Alias:</strong>Creeping Shadow<br/><strong>Your Team:</strong>Team F<br/><strong>Interacting with: </strong>Kid King, Harpy<br/><br/>He waited. He listened; he could hear his winged ally still giving in the fight, but it seemed like it was down to just him and himself. Shit, and with him in a position where he's not able to rely on his greatest strength.<br/><br/>Neither the flying bitch, nor the asshole with far too many toys, seemed willing to get too close. It was just as he was preparing to get himself back up and seeing what he could do, that he  heard the Kid approaching. He waited, heard some rummaging; shit.<br/><br/>He springs up, just as the canister is leaving the hands of the Kid. He moves towards the Kid's left side, grip on his baton tight, and as he passed by the other fighter, he'd try to smash the baton into the Kid's knee-cap. "What, the tat wasn't enough for ya?" He'd jeer.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, his shadow seemed to be playing tricks again; it divorced itself from its supposed owner, and took on a vague appearance of life; it was the shadowy serpent, as seen during the initial fight. It darted through the air, in defiance of gravity--for there was no substance to it-- and seemed keen on swallowing Harpy.<br/><br/>In truth, if she gets hit by the shadowy snake, it'll just disperse, as if it were some sort of fog or cloud; it had no real substance.  But, the point wasn't to get her; merely to keep her distracted.