At a purposeful stride rather than a hysterical run, Iron Man's approach rang up the hall, and still the pair of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents tha trailed him had to jog to keep up. "Numbers," he demanded of the pair that had spearheaded the defense before he had reached them, turning even as he said it to his back-up to send them with a jerk of his chin jogging away to their right to hold off any more that thought they might sneak in more quietly.
He had 14 individuals targeted by the time he was standing next to the Scarlet Witch, with more slithering and avoiding his lock in the melee, the creatures scrambling over each other to impress their destruction. They were going to need a new perimeter defense team, apparently. Hopefully the fact that this was the response just meant Cap and the General took a detour to the coffee machine. "Ready when you are," he welcomed Wanda with a flick of his wrist when he raised his hands with glowing palms.