After so long away, he was BACK...unfortunately not as he had hoped. Gila slunk through the city as he entered it from a direction he normally wouldn't use. He wasn't an adult anymore, and he feared his child form would be immediately recognizable should he happen to pass through any familiar neighborhoods, so he was trying to be extra careful not to go anywhere near them. The lizard, quite honestly, wasn't entirely sure why he was here. He'd been hanging out in the woods with absolutely no intentions of visiting the city until after his terrible condition had been fixed, but, unfortunately enough for him, loud noises began echoing across the treetops, and how could he possibly resist loud noises? To compound his bad luck they led straight into the city at the heart of the forest, and of course he STILL couldn't pull himself away from the tantalizing sounds of battle. Ears flicked forward as he hoisted himself up onto the roof of a squat store, casting his gaze around at the scene of innumerable monsters duking it out in the alleys, streets, even above the skyscrapers. It appeared as though the whole city had gone into a tizzy! Now what could this all be about? Gila sat down, tail sliding absently across the shingles, scratching perplexedly at his chin. Everyone was so much bigger and stronger than him. It wasn't FAIR! Why did he have to be stuck like this AGAIN? His claws scraped angrily at the roof in his frustration, pulling up some of the shingles and dropping them to the sidewalk below. One hit from those beasts and he'd be down! He didn't care why anyone was fighting; he just wanted to be able to join in like the rest! So why couldn't he? He huffed, staring with almost glazed eyes at the perplexing sight.