ChibiMonkey
Why stop dreaming when you wake up?
Maeve was working her way through the aliens, trying to get closer to the tower. They needed to close the portal, that was certain. She was growing irritated with how long it was taking and slow it was to move through the aliens, before she got an idea. Making a ramp out of ice leading a few feet into the sky, she timed it so when she ran up it, she caught onto one of the flying machines the aliens rode, before she forced the aliens off, she somehow managed to get control over it.
While she was still targeted in the sky now, it was much faster than going by foot and being stopped every two steps. She weaved between the aliens as she headed straight for the light of the Tesseract that was shooting up into the sky, creating the portal, where upon reaching it she jumped off, landing on her feet with a thud, wincing a bit at the rough landing and impact, but brushing it off.
Peter focused on trying to round and lead the aliens into the nets he had created, where they then would get stuck and he could take care of them more easily. He continued to do this repeatedly, and every time he felt like he would knock down a lot of the aliens, it was nothing compared to how many there were still around them, and still to come through the portal even. He was started to grow tired, and he worried about his own ability to keep up. "I'm not sure how much longer we can keep this up" he breathed, clearing growing fatigued like many others were.
The biggest thing he was concerned about was using up his energy too much, and then not be able to use his abilities any longer for the fight. Then he wouldn't be helpful at all, and just another human. He was trying to pace himself to keep over overwhelming his abilities, but the more aliens that came, the harder that was to do.
While she was still targeted in the sky now, it was much faster than going by foot and being stopped every two steps. She weaved between the aliens as she headed straight for the light of the Tesseract that was shooting up into the sky, creating the portal, where upon reaching it she jumped off, landing on her feet with a thud, wincing a bit at the rough landing and impact, but brushing it off.
Peter focused on trying to round and lead the aliens into the nets he had created, where they then would get stuck and he could take care of them more easily. He continued to do this repeatedly, and every time he felt like he would knock down a lot of the aliens, it was nothing compared to how many there were still around them, and still to come through the portal even. He was started to grow tired, and he worried about his own ability to keep up. "I'm not sure how much longer we can keep this up" he breathed, clearing growing fatigued like many others were.
The biggest thing he was concerned about was using up his energy too much, and then not be able to use his abilities any longer for the fight. Then he wouldn't be helpful at all, and just another human. He was trying to pace himself to keep over overwhelming his abilities, but the more aliens that came, the harder that was to do.