Ironclad (david)
A steel figure hit the ground and could of rock and dust shot into the air. A missile flew out of the dust and hit a man square in the chest, just then the steel figure walked out of the cloud and away from the crater he left from the impact “Come on Rend! i swear you dark legacies are either getting weaker or I’m just getting better” ironclad was a big man not just in height but in mass, without his enhancements he was nearly 350 pounds of muscle, and a staggering six foot three inches. rend shouted from down the street
“come on little brother! You really think i’d let you down me that fast?” rend grinned as claws started to come out of his hands and spikes were appearing all over his body “you may have your guns and explosives, but i have my knifes!”
ironclad grinned “ladies and gentlemen!” people on the street where fixated on the fight at hand and turned to ironclad. “in the dark legacies corner weighing in at one-hundred-seventy pounds and six feet tall, i give you REND!” ironclad grimaced as he said the same and rend yelled from the other end of the street
“and in the hero legacies corner weighing in at approximately three-hundred-sixty-five pounds and six feet three inches tall, i give you the man of steel, the maker of bodily weapons iron--” rend never finished the sentence due to a massive fist slamming into his head
“shut up rend, your to much of a showmen” standing over rends unconscious body was ironclad, he touched his ear and spoke into a a earpiece “Hey, brain i have a dark for you to pick up...yea its Rend...alright thanks i’ll be back soon.” ironclad turned around and a jetpack came out of his back and he was gone in a second.
