Rosa skidded to a stop in front of him, her eyes blazing. "Drop your sword now!" she commanded, flames flickering from her mouth as she slammed her open palm onto the green energy. The heat from her attack seared the air, filling their noses with the smell of burning energy.
Oscar, gritting his teeth, released his grip on the sword. The green energy snapped back like a rubber band, the blade flying through the air and landing in Masabi's hand. Oscar winced as he heard a distant shout.
"You dumbasses stay right there! I'm going to borrow this blade of yours," Masabi taunted. "As soon as I handle this pathetic Kaiju, you are all going to answer for your sins!"
Gojaro, watching from a distance, felt a surge of dread.
The skeletal remains of the "Empire State Building" and "Chrysler Building" loomed overhead, casting long shadows over the battlefield. Debris cluttered the streets, and the air was filled with the wails of the wounded and the dying.
