OOC: Traxin from Le-Wahi. IC (Skraatuth, Xa-Koro streets)(Traxin, Xa-Koro streets): "Don't you 'it was an accident' me! You just knocked my widgets all over the floor you pickpocket!" The Skakdi known as Skraatuth gave the Matoran she was accusing of attempted robbery another shove. This time, he backed away into the wall, shielding his face. No authorities patrolled the streets of Xa-Koro. This would be easy. Skraatuth raised her disk launcher in front of the Matoran's face. Some of the beings in the crowd nearby gasped. One shot to the face, that would be all. Her finger slowly came down on the trigger...When suddenly, a strong, powerful figure tackled her from the side. The disk flew off into the air, sailing far out of Xa-Koro. In a flash of red, Skraatuth was now on the floor. "Who the-"A powerful hand grasped her throat. "Traxin. Sonics. Assassin. Leave him alone." her enemy moved into the light, still carrying Skraatuth by her neck."Yes- ackkgghhh- I'll stop- GET OFF!" she lashed out with her bladed arm. It slashed across the Toa's chest, stunning him. He let go, and Skraatuth fell to the ground, rubbing her throat. But there was no time for pain. Revenge had to be taken. Darting forward, she grabbed her disk launcher once more. But Traxin was quicker. He created a horrible, high pitched scream, surrounding the Skakdi with this traumatic sound. She covered her ears, crying out in pain. But her wails could not be heard over the racket. "Behold my power..." came a deep voice, resonating throughout the area. It was all that was audible to Skraatuth.Then, as suddenly as it had come, it stopped. And solid wall of sound collided with the bad-tempered Skakdi, knocking her unconscious in a sonic wave of energy. All she could see was a blurry red figure before everything went black.The stunned crowd surrounding the area had wide open jaws. A fight like this was common, but intense nonetheless. From there point of view, Traxin had magically, silently, defeated Skraatuth. The painful noises were not heard by them."Are you alright?" Traxin asked the Matoran victim. But he simply ran away, looking with fear at the Toa of Sonics, despite the fact that he had just saved his life. It was the painful price he had to pay for being a Toa. OOC: Traxin open for interaction.