"Where is she?" Lambert roared through gritted teeth. All of damn lower Avalon might fall apart at this rate, probably taking the whole kingdom with it. He had to find the captain. The Soot district was close. He remembered this location, it wasn't far from where their spot was, the border of water and soot.
A cloud of dust for a split second formed a cloud over the wrecked buildings of the Avalon slums, breaking the concentration of the masked vigilante. The earth below his feet shook and the sound of crumbling buildings could be heard from the distance. This couldn't have been good. Reaching his right hand out, he grabbed onto a metal pole which bent like paper in his hand, but did help him stop his advance just a little as he dug his feet into on the concrete "What in the world?"
He had to get a better view of whatever the hell that was. Flexing his legs, he jetted up onto a nearby building. His arms crossed as he glance at the horizon. His eyes sharpened and his heart almost stopped. This was too much. This was way too much damage. This threat was larger than what he could of foretold. Not the now better view of the overall damage that was being dealt to his home, but of the monstrosity that sat in the middle of it all. A splinter of that size was unheard of. It could bet that the thing could measure up to a dragon almost.
Where ever the leader of the Avalon Protection Force was, would sadly had to wait. He couldn't put this one off. He had to stop this before it cause more harm. Taking a deep breath in and than out, he looked before him, the buildings that were still intact and jumped forward, taking the best path to the monster.