Hulk barely hears her, but the name filters in, Bruce.

Bruce, puny Banner.

He throws his head back and roars, so loud that if there were birds in the city they'd take flight. Lifts a slab of concrete and throws it, sending it skittering, splintering into rubble that sprays across the ground and towards her, as his breathing becomes laboured with stress, rage.

He starts running, heedless of any little people following him.