"Aya!", Bluebird exclaimed, realizing that she hadn't brought any kryptonite bullets with her. Superboy walked toward the group, locked in a brain-dead stare toward Wonder Woman. He was moving quite slowly, for now, but Xiu had no idea how fast the hero could become when provoked.

	She rummaged through her satchels, for something that might affect the looming monstrosity. Bullets weren't likely to be effective. Neither would a knife. Plunging her hand into a pouch strapped to her leg, her fingers found the head of a frag grenade. Given how obscenely powerful Superman was, Xiu assumed the group would have similar problems with this one. She pondered that it might be better to collapse the hallway on top of the drone, and find a different path around.

"Hey [i]Bats[/i]!", she called, whipping the grenade out of her pocket and displaying it. "How 'bout we take a different route?"