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Despite the obvious caution that you should’ve been displaying, you decided that it would be best to let Ember use her powers freely. She might’ve been more than a bit untrustworthy and more than a bit amoral, but you also acknowledged that tonight wasn’t a good night to be picky about the help you’d be receiving.
Flint was out doing God knows what, Cat was MIA, and the Prowler was purposely staying close to his loved ones. You hoped that he could at least leave some of his gadgets with Cindy if he wasn’t going to go back out tonight. That’d make you feel a little bit better. There was no way that the little Avatar of Khonshu was staying indoors with all this chaos unfolding in the streets.
So, you were stuck with a lady that spoke to squirrels, and a programmer who wouldn’t think twice about shooting a hole through someone if they felt threatened enough. It would have to do. Both of them seemed sufficiently powerful enough to defend themselves and watch your back. You weren’t sure if that would hold up once you started encountering some of the heavy hitters, but you tried not to think about that right now.
You walked back to both women, watching with interest as Ember held her hand out towards a wall of the dorm, her eyes closed in concentration. Bright, yellow lines of energy flowed into her palm, seeping from nearly every window.
When she opened her eyes again, they were glowing golden once more. Her mongoose tail and several locks of hair that had been hanging in front of her face were now floating as if gravity had no effect on them. A pair of familiar looking golden wings shot out of her back, and a suit of lightweight armor formed over her clothes. It was much smaller than the one she'd been wearing before, and it looked far easier to maneuver in.
Her golden eyes locked with yours, and you saw Squirrel Girl standing behind her, her fists clenched, just in case she tried something funny.
Ember hovered slightly off of the ground, her wings buzzing with the energy she'd used to form then, but they weren't moving otherwise.
<span class="mu-r">"We doing this or what?"</span>
<span class="mu-r">“Only if you’re ready to bring your A-game. Let’s move out.”</span>
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In hindsight, you really were glad that you let Ember go all out here. The time that you and Cindy spent efficiently clearing out the Pixel Punks now seemed painfully long in comparison to the method that Ember was using.
You and Squirrel Girl would lock down their movements, using a combination of webs, squirrels, and dazzling athletics, while Ember would forcefully absorb their avatars and use them to fuel her attacks.
Using this tactic, the three of you mopped up the city’s streets wherever you want. If anything, you spent a longer time on average dealing with the looters than you did with the Pixel Punks. It was thanks to this that you were able to save time on your commute.
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