The Paragon of Powers hands snugly sat inside of his leather jeans as he strode through the dark streets of New York City, having previously lost his ring which subsequently disallowed for the Paragon to stabilize his powers the Emerald Knight had been left all but powerless since undergoing a form of meditation to hold his inherent mutation back, stopping himself from simply exploding upon the most faint whisper of anger. Sadly, this had led to the heartfelt moment knowing he'd be left without any abilities other than his own intellect (which was questionable) and his wit. Yet, his heroic traits were something which could never be eradicated.
The dark moonlit streets had an ominous feel tonight as though a pivotal moment would envelop the Paragon changing his life forever, during his idle walk through the city an alarming noise was heard coming from an alleyway, a woman screaming. His eyes widened his ears desperately trying to hear from where this screaming was coming from as the Paragon of Perseverance ran into the alleyway clearly seeing a woman being mugged by three dark men clad in bandannas.
Pointing to the three clenching his fist going to power up yet forgetting he was weak right now "Oh sh!t" Clenching both fists he ran forwards trying to use the training he had been given, punching one man in the face, grabbing another smashing him into a wall before the third man pulled out a gun, kicked Pyrogram to the cold wet ground and smiled "Lights out motherf*cker* The Paragon widened his eyes in terror hoping for a miracle to shoot in and save him, yet knowing that only happened in stories.