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Magmamite takes a step closer, careful not to get too close for the sake of his teammates. His molten upper body steams from the magma rocks that cling to his skin and the red-hot lava that fills the cracks between.

Night Terror (clearly in charge) motions to the others to gather closer. He is covered in a dark yellow/black armor plated suit, complete with a hooded cape pulled up over his fully masked face.

Relay (in her bright yellow and green attire) holds up a finger to her lips, requesting for the man to be quiet. The next thing he knows, she is bent down beside him, pulling away the metal siding that pinned him down. He throws an arm around her, and she scoops him up, carries him

Terrain stands on top of a collapsed atrium roof. With a wave of his hand, a chuck of the street’s concrete rises up in front of him. He uses it to shield himself from a round of ammunition fired from behind the last remaining upright police vehicle. He follows up with a motion from his

Philip blows out a big frustrated sigh, shuts the laptop and drops it hard onto the table.

Taken aback, Kartinhaus steps away from the table. Philip takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself. As he does, he finally notices the video stream playing on Bernadette’s abandoned laptop. He steps over and lifts it up with both hands for a closer inspection.

Kartinhaus turns his gaze back to a very rattled, and speechless, Philip.

Yusuf releases the handle, allowing the glass door to close at a more normal rate, then casually glances back at Kartinhaus. Kartinhaus darts his eyes in Bernadette’s departed direction. With a subtle nod back, Yusuf buttons up his black suit jacket and casually strolls off down the hallway.

Bernadette hits the glass door, flinging it open excitedly. Before it can smash into him, Yusuf calmly extends an arm out to block it. Then with a flick of the wrist, he grabs its metal handle to stop the door from ricocheting back into Bernadette. With Yusuf now playing the role of the polite doorman,

Bernadette (forcing herself to look up from the laptop) flashes Philip an excited grin. Leaving behind her suit jacket and her laptop (but yet still gripping the savage woman’s photo in her hand), she rushes over towards him. Without breaking her stride, she delivers Philip a quick peck on the cheek, then continues her journey