Itoma smiled a sinister smile as he walked down the streets of New York, a single destination set in his mind.
Avenger's Mansion. That was where SHE had moved to from Japan.
That damnable priestess thought she would get away did she?
Well she was wrong.
People seemed to avoid being near him as he walked, most citizens opting to cross the street entirely then be near the ominous man in flowing blue robes. His long dark brown hair seemed to drift around him as if he were underwater.
His smile broadened as fire hydrant exploded when he walked past it, the water arcing through the air to follow after him as he rounded a corner. He could see it now... the mansion was in sight... and things were about to get a little wet for the avengers...