There was no way that monster motherfucker was getting up from this one. Fury was already calling for the disposal team that would break the monster down and take its parts back to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s lab for study, and then Damage Control would have to swoop in and assess the damage. Nick didn't even know if people had got hurt in this one, he'd had reports in his ear of civilian losses elsewhere and an agent lost.
There were still more of these assholes out there, running rampant through the neighborhood. Fury set his weapon to recharge and hefted it over his shoulder, jogging towards Jessica. He had to get to other blocks and other monsters, but not before pausing beside her to ask, "You okay?" and give her a glance over. She sure as hell didn't look okay. "Medics will be coming soon," he added, though he kind of doubted she was going to stick around for the sorely-needed medical help anyway. Well she was a grown-ass woman, apparently risking her life these days, and Nick couldn't force her to get patched up. He still had Brooklyn to help save.