Rain and mountains. Two things that should not be together in one place. Boulders falling, wet grounds that make you almost slip. How long have you been fighting each other? Minutes? Maybe even hours. But one thing for sure you were both very tired. The police had already arrived, and a few citizens gathered around at a far distance watching the fight from afar. Losing your breath as it doesn't stop.

Until the hero falling to his feet gasping for air. His clothes torn, his hair a mess, and blood everywhere. You let down your guard confused, letting the police come in quickly grabbing onto you trying to hold you down and apprehend you, paying no attention to Atlas. A few seconds later you see a boulder starting to fall again. Yet it was aimed right on top of Atlas.

"Hm?"

*He says in a tired tone as he looks over weakly at you being held back by the police.