"ETA is under a minute," he responded, doing his best to make up for lost time and move quickly toward sixth. Even nearly full, the smell of blood drew his attention. It was almost ridiculous. He didn't take his time either. If he wasn't in broad daylight, he might use a different method of travel but right now he was on foot.

He saw from a distance when the other man went down and he cursed himself, how could he waste time before they had this under control? Damn curse. There was still blood on his face but he wasn't thinking about it.

"Tony!" he shouted and he hoped he was uninjured. The uniform was thick enough to hide whether or not there was blood. Steve hoped not but he also couldn't tell. He took down two Chitauri and then a third in the same forward motion. "Are you alright?"