Maybe one day, when it doesn't seem like quite a Real Thing anymore, he might make a comic of it to chronicle this bullshit for future generations. God forbid there are future generations. Except instead of up a rope ladder, the heroes will just be falling down some stairs. Yeah.

"Are those things even capable of eating? Nevermind, I don't even want to think about what it would be like being turned into robot shit. Anyway, I'm pretty sure there's more than just one killer rabbit running around..."

His wings bristle as he stares off in the direction that it took off into.

"Wonder where it went..."

What he's not saying is, Who did it go after and should he give enough of a shit to find out.