Jet watched in horror as Initiate grabbed Albert and tossed him into a building. Were they their old selves, Jet would have simply felt bad for the building, but a large chunk of his husband was still human and that sent terrified ice through his veins. It was quickly swept away by a spark of fire that caught quickly.

It took everything in him not to unleash his fury on Initiate, the knowledge he could lose his brother and his partner if he didn't play his cards right tamped down on that vengeant rage and allowed some semblance of reason. They couldn't do anything here, not alone, not without their powers to combat the natural strength of trolls.

Initiate brought his club up to aim for Jet's head, leaving him little time to react. He threw his arm up on instinct and ducked, the club catching his all too human arm and ripping it up, but he didn't feel it, even the glancing blow was strong enough to instantly numb his arm. It was fine, he didn't need his arm to run.

He dashed, fast as he could, for the building without another glance at Initiate and dove behind the rubble while he searched for his husband. Hopefully it would provide enough cover to allow them an escape. And hopefully...Albert was still capable of escaping.