Dang Convergence Vol. 1

Chapter Thirty Doppelgangers Vs Calta

Chapter Thirty

Doppelgangers Vs Calta

Calta had metal plates grafted onto parts of his body and whatever specific metal the plates were made out of appeared to be rather efficient at absorbing the impact of Tiger and Wombat's blows. Wombat arced through the air and shot at Calta; his focus fixed on a gap in the back of Calta's knees that didn't look to be protected by any such metal plates. With Tiger attacking the monster head-on and occupying his attention, Wombat decided the sneak attack had to work.

As he got closer to the monster, the flames that engulfed his fists burned brighter and hotter, but they weren't blue just yet. He pulled back a fist, ready to slam it into Calta's knee. He got close enough and had been just about to land the strike when Calta spun around with unbelievable speed for a creature his size, and caught Wombat with a powerful blow straight to the face.

Wombat went hurtling uncontrollably through the air. He crashed straight through the window of a comic bookstore, and then through the wall, falling onto the other side of the street and rolling a few times before coming to a stop, right in front of incoming traffic.

The truck that'd been barreling down the street at about 70 miles an hour swerved sharply in a bid to avoid hitting Wombat. As a result, the vehicle crashed into a lamp pole which sent out dangerous sparks before it started to fall.

Wombat groaned and rubbed his jaw which hurt horribly after the blow from Calta. He heard panicked screams and looked in time to see the lamp pole leaning as if it was likely to fall on a group of kids running for their lives. In that instant, his pain seemed to vanish as adrenaline coursed through him. His eyes lit up a flaming orange and he shot off the ground, flying straight for the lamp pole and getting there just in time to catch and stop it from flattening anyone.

He held the pole up long enough for the kids to get clear and then tossed it aside. He dusted his hands then turned around. He could hear thunderous sounds in the distance and feel the reverberations of the battle going on between Tiger and Calta.

He saw every window on a skyscraper in the distance explode outward, and had been just about to go rejoin the fight when the explosion happened. It came from an abandoned pawn shop just down the street.

It'd been sudden and unexpected so it took him a moment to process. Once he'd had that moment though, he noticed a few people had gotten stuck under rubble from the explosion and shot toward them.

He landed straight into a sprint, and slid to his knees in front of an elderly woman who had a slab of concrete on her torso. He lifted the slab off with incredible ease and helped the woman to her feet.

"Are you okay?" he demanded.

"Yes," they nodded, eyes wide with fear.

"Can you walk?"

They nodded again.

"Can you run?"

They nodded again.

"Good. Run."

He helped the others who'd been pinned by the rubble and issued them the same directive. Run. They all obliged without an argument.

With the people looking to be in the clear, he turned to rejoin the fight against Calta. Then came the whirring sounds. The sounds came from the blown-up pawn shop, and there was something dark and eerie about them that sent a chill down his spine.

"Who's there?" he demanded. He aimed a warning hand at the pawn shop, ready to blast at anything that popped out.

Seconds of silence went by, interrupted only by the sound of the ongoing battle between Tiger and Calta.