Other Miguel/Erandur
Even after his shots, Erandur could not help but watch Miguel. He was a sight to behold! The display, it nearly reminded him of a younger version of himself, when he rage and fury took presidence over all else. Though, the Spider-Man was far more agile than himself. Yet, with all their powers, their own forces were few, and the French were many. This needed to be ended as quickly as possible.
"One moment, please." Erandur signed with his own taloned armor. Seeing as they were near the back of entire frey, the others in the fight being so close to the front. Erandur gave himself a second or two to charge up what he had planned. "FOS-ROH-DAH!!!!" A massive surge of energy came from him, sending any of the remaining forces were sent flying away from it.
After another moment or two of huffing and puffing from him, he looked back over to Miguel. "They are taken care of. How about we help the rest of us?" Once again he gloved hand spoke in near-perfect sign language.