Tracer looked dizzy, slightly deranged but still determined to get Doomfist out now. She stared at him for a second, breathlessly recovering from her loop breaking: it malfunctioned quickly after Sombra and Reaper left so she couldn't rewind.
After an instant of surprise, however, she pulled up her guns, but Doom was already recating. he launched into the air as Tracers first volley of bullets missed his face, and shot a spike at her. she blinked away, slightly losing balance but still on he feet. Doomfist landed in front of her, and charged up his fist, ready to punch. but before he could, she was behind him as he sluggishly turned around, being greeted by a round of bullets I his half turned head. his face became instantly flushed with blood, but Tracer hadn't gotten off lightly. he launched himself towards her, and she tried to blink away, but Doomfist was close enough, and he slammed the floor, sending cracks that toppled Tracer, along with startling her. Doomfist ran to her, and fired a volley of spikes on his way, but she blocked them with her arm, so the y stuck out of her sleeve. they seemed to go in, though, as ahe let out a cry of pain, her face contorting as she struggled to get up. Doomfist was finished, and charged his fist again. tracer shot, but her bullets were easily deflected by his metal hand. he pushed towards her, and grabbed her throat. she coughed as he lifted her off the ground, stony faced. but she wasn't having it. her hand limply tilted up, she fired one of her guns into his leg. he winced, unsurprisingly, and Tracer slid onto the floor, gasping for breath. She gasped, but hopefully, as Winston jumped down the corridor. he hadn't been down for long.
"Doomfist," he said in a voice full of malicious anger.
The room was frozen, a staring game between him and Doomfist, and Tracer, still trying breath properly.
"Doomfist!" a loud voice of Widowmaker yelled in his ear, while he tried not to react. "Sombra and Reaper have got what they can, but if we don't want anything to escalate, we have to go now."
His gauntlet was almost charged, but he needed more. Winston seemed the easy target, all four spikes were fired at him, but two missed and sunk into his armour. it was enough though. Doomfist jumped into the air, actvating the ultimate ability of his gauntlet, it kept him suspended, and usually he would slam into the ground on his enemies, but widowmaker was clear: he had to go. He punched forwards, and still in the air, was able to get to the end of the corridor, Winston rushing to tracer.
"Sombra. Rally at my position."
"On it." she said lazily.
Doomfist opened a door that led to a warehouse area, and sure enough, a trans locator landed by him as Sombra appeared at his feet. Reaper jumped of a bride platform above him, and , in wrath form, landed dofly at his feet.
"What did they do, drag you through gravel?" Reaper said, pointing at his bloody face.
"Tracers got a lot of ammo in her belt, that's all."
Widowmaker spoke into their ears " a jet should be arriving, get to a good landing point.
"This way," Reaper said, as he walked through a door. they came out onto some sort of payload road, but it was outside, and a jet landed quickly. they piled inside, and were lifted off the ground.