He landed again, mostly because he barely had the energy to keep himself in the air. The stump was starting to hurt less - not that he knew it but his myth powers were finally letting it heal, but he'd still lost a lot of blood and going a few rounds with Thanos had taken its toll. These really were injuries he needed to sleep off.
That was why when he skidded to a stop again, he stumbled to his knees, trying to catch his breath.
"Yeah, thing of it is, I can't just let you go around messing with people's heads," he said. "I mean, come on, for all you know, you might accidentally zap two siblings. You're gonna traumatize somebody."
And it was his job to protect people.
It wasn't personal at all on his part. Rich was not someone that played at Officer Friendly just to be a bully. He just couldn't let her mess with people like this, plain and simple. If he could stay conscious, he'd try to stop it.
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That was why when he skidded to a stop again, he stumbled to his knees, trying to catch his breath.
"Yeah, thing of it is, I can't just let you go around messing with people's heads," he said. "I mean, come on, for all you know, you might accidentally zap two siblings. You're gonna traumatize somebody."
And it was his job to protect people.
It wasn't personal at all on his part. Rich was not someone that played at Officer Friendly just to be a bully. He just couldn't let her mess with people like this, plain and simple. If he could stay conscious, he'd try to stop it.