Well, that was unexpected. Geddoe's face brightened slightly, the closest thing to a smile he could manage right in this moment. "Jack. Need a hand?"

One of those who hadn't been fully downed by the Soaring Bolt came up suddenly on his left. Geddoe planted his feet, shifted, and drove the pommel of his sword into the guy's gut. Now he was down. The captain stepped over him and moved to put his back to Jack's. "These aren't just average citizens," he noted in an undertone. "They have no powers but they're not the soft people I'm used to ignoring most days."