The Edge of Night

In a flash of metal clashing, Raiun felt his arm get stabbed, as well as a blade grazing his side, and another grazing his cheek. Sparks flew at blades grated against his knuckles. Lightning flashed overhead, giving a full view of Edge's target. He was settled in a defensive stance, and for good reason. There was no way he could block that many blades at one time. In that simple flash, Edge would see a smile in the face of danger. It was eerily close to Speed's though it was clear it was the youngster. Thunder rumbled as lighting jumped through the sky once more. 


Electricity would actually peel off of his knuckles and dance around the dark stormy sleeves that had expanded. The rain from overhead was relentless, pressing on the two and allowing the electricity to expand even further.  It was an easy pinpoint shot, SSP hopped backward while clicking both his spark point knuckles together. The lighting danced along his wet jacket as he grabbed onto his konabo bat. Thunder loudly quaked at the impact of him slamming it into the ground with a mighty swing. Lightning erupted from the impact against the ground and jumped directly toward the mass of blades that was Edge. The bolt was incredibly wild, but easily honed in the many sharp "lighting rods" in front of the hero. A secondary bolt persevered through this super move! It would surge through the many amassing puddles like an electric fence. 

Raiun gritted his teeth as electricity ran through his own body as he unleashed the attack. He'd take a deep breath as his foe crashed through the wall. The rain would dull, and the moon's light would slowly breach through the clouds that broke apart. Now resting his kanabo on his shoulder, he scanned for the villain. Clouds would accumulate into a puffy backpack. "Roger...We've not left the block yet. Mmm... no... His aim is for heroes, it seems.  3 seconds is enough time." He muttered into his comms. In his ear, there was quite a bit of chatter, but it was just typical protocol. 

Almost instinctively, SSP ducked down as Edge rushed overhead, only to realize he wasn't the target this time. A chuckle came from the youngster. Regardless of his wounds, he'd pose and smile even wider. "This nobody is number 13~!" Not particularly the time to go about boasting, but if went further than that. He wanted to be the pillar of justice to snuff evil from existence... -everyone in the agency did.  He'd tap his earpiece. "Rooftops, he's trying to flee, but let's be sure he actually leaves. Formation Delta!"


A thud could be heard on an adjacent roof. In a flash of purple, Crest revealed himself from under his flowing cape. would tap his earpiece. "Crest here... ,I have eyes." Notably, he didn't engage at all. Panda would appear kneeling on his cloud as it rose up. From the looks of it Edge was fleeing. "If Tokyo is somewhere you come often, you'll have plenty of chances to get acquainted!" SSP called out. His cloud would fly at a slower speed, making sure to keep a safe distance from behind. Kiting from the left was another youngster who was high in the sky from the super jump of his clad legs. He wasn't really chasing... -only matching speed. 


"Veil here, he's heading toward you Tigre... Manga Man!" Another person, a glow found itself coursing through a young lady's hair floated down from a tall skyscraper. She too held no aggression for the fleeing villain. Her iridescent hair held powerful flaming heat, but she'd only use it to keep herself afloat. Watching the other chase from a birds-eye view.


"HEY! Yeah, definitely running. " the booming voice of Roaring Tigre could be heard as he stood on squad car that was leading a pack of other police vehicles with sirens blaring. Out of all the agency members, he didn't have that great of a view. He could catch him just about every gap between rooftops. These cars trailed from the left side.

"Eyes from Mangaman.. still on track for departure." A model-looking boy pulled his phone out almost instinctively when he heard Tigre's voice from down the block. If he were going by rooftops... The boy looked up and carefully readied himself. A black cloaked man with a reflective mask would get snapped in mid air by his phone. Unlike the other heroes, this person didn't trail. He didn't exactly need to. More cops cars roared passed him, as the hero began walking back toward the SPR base. These cars would situate themselves on the opposite street, trailing Edge from the right.

The group was kiting the villain to follow a specific path, but that's was the D in Formation Delta stood for... a defeated or deterred villain. While Speed was always aggressive in defeating a villain as an individual, he was very clear about making procedures and protocols to follow as a team. The people came first. If letting a villain go meant more saved lives, then kiting a villain away made more sense. All the street lamps were set to red, and most of the streets down below were cleared. It seemed like the agency were creating a runway for the villain to follow while the police were the ones doing the actual chase. No SPR member would even attempt to engage unless he made himself a threat. If he did, they'd ALL jump on him. If he didn't, they'd slowly back off one by one.  It wouldn't take long but the members of SUPER came to a complete halt allowing the police convoys to chase. " Let's head back, folks. Speed's safe, but let's head to the hospital to see how he'd doing."  Panda said through comms. Edge could likely dodge the police with some evasive maneuvers, but it was very apparent SPR was satisfied with their results. Speed was safe, and the villain cared about fleeing more than his mission at hand. The runway they created would lead Edge to neighboring agencies. At that point, he was out of SPR jurisdiction.