R0 Nemesis scaling

There was a loud and awful groan. Not some ordinary murmur, a bubbly gurgle from close nearby. Something about that growl stopped Chuuya cold, even stopped the officers cold. Hale stopped cold, but not from fear. He dropped the cops in his hands, let them fall to the floor as a wild grin split his face.

"Oh, beauty. The real fight's comin' up, isn't it?"

The wall split open in a shower of cement slag. Something--no, a human body flew out, a boy barely a man, and he flew straight through the next wall, too. Officers pulled their pistols and Aussies clenched their fists as the dust settled and a dark shadow loomed. A deep, black shadow stretching nine feet tall, stinking like rotting citrus fruit and gurgling.
"STAAAARS..."