If ever a sense of foreboding was felt, this was one of the worst
. Monster movies and the local news back home did not do him justice. A crocodile man, known as Killer Croc to Gothamites. He walked in surveying the chaos, a light shining behind him as the newly wrecked warehouse door was wont to show. He spotted Thunderer first.
"This is it," Croc spoke ever so sharp and confused, "Hey pretty boy, you know you can't go destroying other people's property! Well, at least I get paid to do it."
On the outside, those that stayed on the pier heard the beginning of the Jaws theme in their head. Having a mentalist for a boss was kind of nice for entrances. Right on queue, a shark man jumped from the water on to the pier. King Shark as he was known to... where ever he deigned to show up.
A low guttural word came from the Hammerhead-headed beast. Whatever that word was indecipherable to the people he was about to make his best chum.
Time to initiative up. Reactions would be nice also