The ashen taste in the air and the ringing in his ears are no strangers to Kotal Kahn. By now, the smoke and fires that follows explosions are familiar companions to the god of war. He is in his element in this chaotic environment, it is an environment like that this that first gave birth to Huitzilopotchli, and it revitalizes him.
That is why, rather than stir and moan as most survivors of explosions do, Kotal Kahn surges from the wreckage with a loud energy blast that shoots debris everywhere. His glowing form emerges from the fires, bright eyes shinning with fury, but excitement as well, relishing the thought of so many worthy foes appearing in one night. Carefully held at his side is the form of Minu, whom he is holding with a strong, muscled arm around her waist, to keep her close by his side.
"Insolent whelp!! I will flay the pale flesh off his bones!!" Swears the war god as he stares at the wreckage that once was the DMC building.
The old Kotal Kahn, the ruler of Outworld, would have done good in his threat. He would have thrown caution to the wind and search for the Joker to engage him in glorious Kombat.
Kotal has learned much since he arrived to Twisted though, namely that there are some things that take priority to even Kombat. Such as the welfare of his friends.
"Oh no." It is as if the Aztec just now realizes that Minu is next to him and she is not looking well after narrowly surviving an explosion. The warlord moves away from the fires of the building and sets the elf down on the ground where he kneels next to her. "Stay with me, Minu." He urges her whilst he taps into the last rays of the evening sun to shine down upon her and start healing her wounds.
Minu was not a god, she was not big or strong or super powered in any way. She was a small frail little elf librarian. For all accounts she should be dead. Being even on the edge of a blast that was meant to take down a building would be enough to kill someone so small. Her only saving grace it would seem is that Kotal put himself before her and took the brunt of the blast. In doing so though, he put them through a wall and then landed two stories down on the concrete. The small elf girl was simply along for the ride and even with her god protector, just the hard action of being crushed against him and being tossed around in the middle of flying debris has some profoundly negative effects. When the blue god rises from the rubble she is but a limp little rag doll against him. Fully unconscious. Nutmeg brown hair fully loose from its usual bun, is covered in powdery ash and grime. Her gold rimmed glasses are also absent and there are a multitude of small cuts and abrasions on her face, neck and arms. Her dress is torn and singed and a large bright streak of crimson floods from her temple back into her hair, matting it and gathering yet more grime. The tiny elfs breathing is thready and shallow, her heart a bare tiny flutter of butterfly wings in her chest. Only that gods ray of healing keeps her from being snatched away by the dark and summoning hand of death.
The god's healing ray is only truly meant to keep Minu from entering death's door. It stabilizes her heart, fixes her internal bleeding, and softens her concussion. However, in this weakening evening sun she will still require immediate medical attention if there is hope of her not having any permanent injuries.
"I need a healer." He mutters to himself before realization hits him. "I need a healer now!!" Still growing accustomed to the intricacies of Twisted, Kotal remembers -just now- that he has a radio with direct line to the Twisted hospital. He starts asking for an ambulance immediately, though given the very chaotic nature of this place its likely it will take quite a while longer before anybody arrives. He has not yet noticed Urus approaching.
Darkness surrounds the little elf. In her unconscious state her mind flits hither and yon. She feels none of the pains though that are sure to assail her small form were she awake. She knows not of who is near or what is happening. Its a quiet place she is in, dark and with out anything to call her in any direction. For a moment of time she feels something light, heat, and then pain as she is brought from the edge of death. A tiny thready whimpered moan spills from her as some tiny bit of light stabs into her brain briefly then is gone. There is for the smallest moment the hint of a smell, rotted meat and then that to is gone as she falls back into complete unconsciousness. Her pulse is stronger though and her breathing more steady. She will live.
"Urus!" He calls out when he sees the hyena man. "I have no time for your jokes right now." Grumbles the war god when the mercenary tries to make light of the situation. He almost tries to stop him when he advances towards the fallen figure of Minu, but as he recognizes the healing methods of checking for pulse, he lets him be for now. "What??" The Aztec warlord narrows his eyes when Urus tells him he has some good and bad news. Might as well indulge him right now, he's the only one that has come to help.
Its kind of a good thing that Urus corrected himself. It wasn't unlikely that Kotal would have hurt Urus for such a slight, but it still looked like he was not amused in the least by his implications that it was bad Minu wasn't dead. He looked about ready to fling him away until he apologized, which then causes him to exhale and deflate his shoulders.
Things start to get a little more tense when Urus asks for his radio and Kotal can only shake his head at that, denying his request. "No, I can't." Maybe he's a bit of a douche. "I wouldn't be able to let you use it even if I wanted to. It is hardwired to our chi signatures so only we can use them. Security reasons, I am certain that you understand." That way, if any TASK member was ever to be captured, the enemy wouldn't be able to tap into their radio signals.
"What do you even need it for?"
As he straightens back up, he turns to look at Urus. His gaze is hard as it always is, though there's a sensation of more there, as if he was considering how trustworthy Urus really is. Eventually, he just speaks again. "There are things at play here that you are not even aware of, Urus. This incident goes beyond a simple act of terror."
"The DMC building was shielded to block anyone that would try to enter it with ill intentions and to deflect all kinds of demons and other horrors. There is no way that this Joker would have been able to set foot inside, let alone destroy it, by himself. He is getting help from someone high up, and I do intend to find out who."
Then he begins to walk in the direction of the TASK building. "All we can do for now is persevere. The time where we finally uncover the secrets of Twisted draws near, and when we do, those who have crossed us will regret their folly."
"Come, for now, we must see to the welfare of Minu. Accompany me to the hospital, I will need your help in case there is more trouble ahead." In Minu's condition, Kotal dares not try to run with her or do one of his ridiculously long jumps that clear entire cities.