Re: [Avengers Comm Line; All over Manhattan.] As long as Stark's paying, count me in. [Pant, pant, slam. They come from every direction, flooding from the sky, but taking a good number of them at once isn't too much work. It just makes it hard to chat.] Behind you— [The sound of metal on metal as Cap pitches the shield, slicing it through the air at the... throat...? of an alien that had been looming behind Peter.]