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The fight began and Jackson quickly ducked into the middle of their little clump of champions, so close that he was within touching distance of each of them. He needed to be to do his job. He thought of his role on this team as somewhere between an armourer and an alchemist: he gave team members the tools that they needed to do their work, while mixing and combining abilities into something new when something extra and special was needed.

He reached out to Cypress and tagged her hand as she bounced by, and immediately felt power flow into his body. It was an odd sensation, something like a very hot drink flowing down into his stomach and then spreading out through his veins. While that part stayed more or less the same, each different power he had encountered had slightly different feel to it. This one felt kind of slimy. He shivered for a moment and then got on with it.

With a hand on Maeve's shoulder, he transferred the ability on to her, and then to Ulysse. He wasn't sure if they would want to use it in this fight, or be able to do so very well, but he gave them an hour's worth of the ability anyway. He didn't have anything else to give them, and it was better that they have an extra trick up their sleeves and not have to use it then to need it and not have it.

Cypress bounced by again, and this time he had a gift of power for her. While touching both she and Maeve, he copied the succubus's ability across between them. She had made some comment about that earlier, so he let her try it out.