Edward heard his former mentor and team leader call to him. Somewhere distant beyond the fog of his mind. In that moment he realised she had already defeated him. His memories had lead to a response of fear he was on autopilot simply aiding but not fighting. He had to fight. Fight with every ounce of himself. Fight for the people he loved, fight for the teammates he had seen die at her hands, his own hands. The fog parting in his mind consumed by the fires of rage his mind all but shut off as he entered a state of ruthless aggression. His mental protection dropping leaving his teammates more open. But what he took away in defence he rapidly gifted back in his offence.
Nodding at Mike before shooting off to open ground looking to hit his top speed. Mere seconds later a bolt of red white and blue shot back towards his former mentor and team leader. Grabbing a colossal slab of ancient stone and lifting it overhead before slamming it into a swath of shadow creatures. Pancaking the poor creatures left in its wake. Swinging the colossal stone like a man possessed at everything that bared its teeth. A seemingly endless swarm, everyone he sent flying or crunched into the ground another advanced the shadows they spilt out from where limitless.
This was fruitless Quietus was the objective and this was a distraction. Mike could look after himself and with that, he advanced. Screaming as he approached his cannoned fist primmed to decapitate the foul woman. Nothing held back. His scream followed in the wake of his sonic boom.