Combysses heard a voice nearby, and looked to the direction at where it came from, asking his alignment. He nodded and gave a thumbs up. Suddenly, a force of pure energy threw him with tremendous force, landing and breaking empty crates into pieces. If it were not for his unique muscle enhancements, injuries could have been present and fatal. His Beretta was thrown to the side, out of the reach from the force. Regaining composure, he looked to where the blast came from, and there stood a man, with a big physique. Pinkish hue of energy was glowing from his hands, he stared and grinned at Kevin, who dusted himself from any remaining pieces of wood. Then, with incredible speed, Kevin ran towards the man, and tackled him with a force that of a professional football player, returning the favor, they landed in some crates, that were filled with junk metal. Grabbing Kevin's foe by the collar, he spun around once and threw him through the window, and soon followed after. The opponent has regained composure, both men where standing outside, starring each other down.
Loud, gun shots thundered in an abandoned warehouse. Nothing new, it seemed that abandoned warehouses were the new trend for villains and their H.Q. With his enhanced senses, Kevin heard not only the thundering gun shots but screams and yells were present. It sounded like a gang war was happening inside. Smashing one window open by skillfully ramming it was Kevin's way of entering. As he landed, he rolled forward to keep the momentum going and avoid any physical injuries, groups of men where fighting, and some occasional beasts. Scanning the area instinctively, he immediately saw that the job was almost done, but everyone needed help.
These men were quite violent, showing no mercy, the sight of blood splatter in the room, and blood puddles where bodies laid was enough to tell that this was more of a massacre than a mission. Kevin, set his muscles to speed, and leaped across the warehouse's obstacles before finally reaching to guards, who's seems to be aiming at the present intruders, or heroes. Kevin couldn't tell them apart, using a non lethal way of incapacitation, he knocked their heads together, knocking them out. "Didn't really think that would work." He said as he grabbed a Beretta from it's holster.