As the fighting continues in Nebraska....

[jla_extras]

Sigma Octantis has been surruptiously moving machinery through the rift, towards the teleportation arrays set up by Alexander Luthor.

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[fleet_feet]

The Flash has had his bell rung, thanks to Element Man and Scarab's doubleteam. He's covered in an oil slick and struggling to get to his feet.

[jla_antimatter]

Another flip, another kick, beat him when he's down -

[_nightwing_]

Three taser 'rangs fly through the melee, aimed right at Scarab and his buddies. Fifty thousand K's apiece. Maybe Scarab will get lucky and get a double dose. Right behind them, Nightwing comes sailing in, using the oil slick like someone else would use a skating rink.

[jla_antimatter]

He does indeed get a double dose, and he collapses like a rag doll.

[jla_antimatter]

The human's declaration draws terrible attention, and the Novasoul swells until it is as giant as the sorcerer, long arms swinging.

[jla_extras]

Let it swing its arms.

The INUKCHUK still echoes over the cacophony of the battle, but Manitou Raven has but one focus - cleaving this unnatural mystic growth from his realm.

Cleaving it with his giant stone axe into its face.

[jla_antimatter]

It's weak against wooden fibres! Johcas Pokuus!

And a thick sheath of oak wraps around the axehead just before it strikes.

[jla_antimatter]

The axe impacts and the Novasoul SCREAMS.

Still, it swipes at the savage's face with a flaming fist.

[jla_antimatter]

Johnny looks up groggily - and then staggers to his feet, sees that Black Lantern or whoever blasting at Power Ring, and takes off in a dead sprint at him, jumping at the last minute for a couple hundred punches in the gut -

[theotherlantern]

Power Ring's no slouch, give the fool that, after he shattered the bus and evaded the train. The guy's renewed his focus.

But John's stone cold glare doesn't waver.

Two fingers waving him forward.

Bring it.

Then, from nowhere, it's brought from an entirely different direction, and he's tackled to the ground, shield up to deflect the punches, but utterly caught off-guard.

[jla_antimatter]

YeahthisishowtheydoitintheManumissionCorpsbitch,orsoI'mtold -

Punchpunchpunchpunchpunchpunchpunchpunchpunchpunchpunchpunch, don't let him concentrate, punchpunchpunchpunchpunchpunch -

[theotherlantern]

Funny thing about this kind of speed assault... it's fast and omnipresent enough that it can become white noise.

The kind you can tune out, if you're good enough.

The energy shield helps, but it's not easy. Not at ALL. Brain is full of red and yellow pain.

His teeth grit, trying to focus just enough for one huge repulsor blast, to try and fling this punk across the room.

[justtaz]

Taz can hear the bullets shot out, and begins to dodge - and manages it. To a point. He takes a few to the side of his face, spreading out to his shoulder.

It hurts. Quite a bit.

"HRAOWWNNHH!"

Think. Think before you go berzerker.

Taz spits, and tries to grab at the still dazed body he was wailing on before everyone else got involved, and hurling him in the direction he heard the bullets come from, and then trying to find some breathing room.

"BACKUP PLEASE!" He yells.

[jla_extras]

As if on cue, a whirlwind comes blasting forth at Taz's attacker.

Red Tornado is glad to be fighiting someone he can actually HIT.

[jla_antimatter]

He goes flying and collides hard with a wall.

Crime Lodge, we are leaving!

[justtaz]

Taz breathes once. He needed that.

"I owe you, Tornado!"

Taz grins maniacally, not letting this guy go anywhere. He's hoping the blast of wind is keeping him well enough pinned to make him not able to do jack crap against a good hard punch in the face.

[jla_antimatter]

He lunges at Superman again, hands clawing at the red S.

[jla_antimatter]

You forgot again, Ultraman -

Concussive force pours into Ultraman from his gauntlets.

- you never could keep me down...