This was new. As a Ranger Caspar was accustomed to taking on all sorts of creatures beyond the walls, but a face-off within the city walls was a first. And he didn't like it.
Luckily he had been close enough to the Bazaar to come quickly after seeing Drake's message, and the sounds of chaos and destruction led him straight to the two men and the girl engaging the giant bomb.
Caspar had enough time to recognize that he had no idea how to fight thing before he jumped right in. When in doubt, he would do what he did best as a Sentinel — draw fire from the beast and give everyone else the thinking room they needed to hatch a plan.
Throwing up Steelguard, Caspar ran up close next to Drake, hammer at the ready. "Hey, shit-for-brains," he yelled over the rumble at the bomb, grabbing a broken slab of a fallen roof and hurling it at the thing to make sure it was paying attention, "is that the best you can do? Come on, sparky, show me what you've got." Another slab flung towards the King Bomb, Caspar dug down in Entrench, ready to take whatever it threw back at him.
Hopefully the others would figure out how to take this fucker out.