Shailee Thakkar and Natasha Romanoff are not (thesavior) wrote in doorslogs,
Natasha nodded. The two of them were outgunned, and Captain had mentioned something about fighting the Dragon further down the strip. "We can catch up later. First, we have to figure out how to get it away from the civilians so we can get them out. A distraction."
She studied the ugly beast for a moment, with its gaping maw. As far as she could see, it was following no pattern except trying to create as much chaos as possible. "I'm going to try and see it if I can draw it away. You get it from behind, make sure it doesn't turn back." She took off without waiting for a reply, jumping from one car roof to another, her studded boots cutting through the ice. She pushed a button on her left wrist and an electric charge shot out, catching the Dragon on the left flank. As expected, reared its head and turn towards Natasha, spitting acid as it followed her path away from the cars. "Good boy."