James wasn’t sure what the fuck had been going on. One minute, he’d been hanging out in his roof-top tent, the next there were gross monsters running around. He would love to pretend that weirder things had happened… but no, this took the cake. He had managed to shoot off a few texts to Tony, rolling out of his tent just in time for it to get decimated by a snarling mess. Okay.
Throwing his shield had caused it to push away from him, but there were more than James thought he could reasonably handle, especially since he wasn’t exactly dressed in anything particularly protective.
He heard Steve’s voice ring out though, and he bit down his strange mix of annoyance and relief. He didn’t need this dude to come, James could manage. But still, his wall quickly melted at the sight of his dad.
“I said I had it handled” He said with his eyebrows raised. He dodged left as a Monster crashed down towards him, which allowed him enough space to move closer to Steve. “Though nothing has actually seemed to damage them much.”