He could heard the child's shouts, which only spurred him on. He would not let that thing hurt him, no matter what it took. He picked up his pace, using his enhanced speed to catch up to the fallen monster.

A turn to the right. An empty side-street. A swift incline, and then he was jumping over the edge, falling meters down landing on the hard stone of the street.

He rose to his feet, gun drawn as he successfully cut off the Level E.

"Get your filthy hands off of him," he clipped out in a dangerous tone, his gun steadily aimed at his heart.