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America could do nothing but watch as the Quinjet dropped out of the air behind them, plummeting down into the depths of the jungle below. She grimaced, obviously annoyed by the sudden turn of events. What more, was that no matter how many they took down, the lines of pterodactyls around them never came closer to thinning. Even with all her strength and power, there was nothing that they could do right now. Regardless, she had to try. 

Turning to face an oncoming swarm of enemies head on, America stared down the beasts as they sped towards her. 

“[color=aquamarine]I really hate dinosaurs.[/color]”

With one powerful swoop, she slammed her hands together in front of her with all her might. The results were catastrophic, with the shockwave that result easily sending the dinosaurs flying back, and even in some cases down towards the ground. She didn’t follow up with a further attack however, instead she found herself doing something that didn’t come naturally to her in the slightest; running.

Kicking downwards, the sky shattered, disappearing under her trainers in the shape of a glowing white star. Hovering above the portal, she turned her attention towards the rest of her team, as they struggled to fend off their attackers. 

“[color=aquamarine]C’mon [i]chicos[/i], time to blow this popsicle stand.[/color]”