Billy gave a very quiet sort of whine in the back of his throat, floating up of of the muddy mass grave, and hovering with wide eyes. So this was why humans were afraid of meta humans losing control. Huh. The war made a bit more sense now. He swallowed his fear, drawing up a shield around himself and Teddy. "...You should get up in the air," he warned, electricity crackling in his palms as he flew towards a group of men who seemed to be tearing the clothing off of a young woman.