I do half expect Joe's Passenger to freak the hell out about Leviathan, but for entirely different reasons than Joe. To the point where the only thing he can read off its sheer panic is its ongoing existential crisis at the imminent dissolution of reality.
Why so Bothered?
Joe, or, at the moment, Apeiron, found himself confused and concerned.
Now, of course, the latter was an expected feeling to feel when preparing for the appearance of Leviathan, the City-Killer. People could perish, plans could fail, an entire city could be lost.
But why was Apeiron feeling confused, you might be asking? Because his passenger was very,
very concerned right now, and he felt as though its concern was only tangentially related to the incoming Endbringer. It was some sort of existential dread or despair, almost as if his passenger believed Leviathan could somehow annihilate reality.
Apeiron knew for a fact that Leviathan was a macrohydrokinetic, and he had coated Brockton Bay in numerous anti-hydrokinesis items, all crafted to the best of his abilities. Hell, he'd even gone so far as to seed Brockton Bay with anti-dynakinesis items and precog-blocking radios, just in case. If there was a location safer from the Endbringers, Apeiron would be surprised. This would be the first deathless Endbringer battle in history, Apeiron made sure of that. Why was his passenger so frightened?
That night, those brave souls gathered on Brockton Bay's shores were treated to the sight of the leader of the Celestial Forge looking distracted and pensive as he drove a spear directly into one of Leviathan's eyes. The Endbringer looked almost bewildered as it realized that it could no longer exercise its dominion over the sea. It could not flee, however, as the other members of the Celestial Forge were currently using it as a volleyball.
By the time the supermassive robot, which had placed Leaviathan into a Full Nelson, launched itself and its scaley payload into outer space on a direct collision course with the black hole in the center of the milky way, Apeiron had just sort of... stopped fighting. He stood there, looking confounded, staring off into nothingness as though he was wondering whether or not he had turned off his oven.
Even as cheers erupted following Legend's pronouncement of the world's least deadly battle against the Endbringers, everyone felt unnerved. What could trouble the Enigmatic Artificer so?
"Wait, is the fight over?" He asked.
