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The moment they saw the fiery streak in the sky, the car immediately swerved and turned the corner, intent on following Pyro. When they saw her land on top of a building, Levy exited the car, a feeling of apprehension entering her as she saw how high the building was. Her eyes landed on a fire escape ladder, marking it as Plan B. If there was an elevator inside that building, she’d use that first. 

Jogging up front, Levy’s gaze was firmly glued towards the pile of human bodies. From the lack of secretion and their odor, she tagged the pile as living, for now. Checking to see the rooftop if there were hostiles, which didn’t have one, she went closer to the scene, finding some pebbles coated with something. Deciding against touching them, she stood up, jogged back to the car, and told Amelia to call an ambulance to help the pile of unconscious humans on the street. 

When she saw Amelia reach for her phone, Levy started to walk up the fire escape ladder, seeing the entrance for the building was barricaded by unconscious people. The ladder creaked, filling her with fear that any time now, she’d fall and die. A bit morbid, yes, but she did always have a fear with heights. It had been lowered due to exposure to heights with the vigilante thing she had going on, but she still held that fear. 

Sweaty hand gripped the railing of the ladder, knees feeling weak as she glanced down. The annoying but rhythmic chirping of a bird on the rooftop caught her attention, making her move again. Once reaching the rooftop, she pulled out her golden mask and attached it to her face, patting her jacket and jeans to rid off the dust. 

Her eyes found a collection of interesting people, eyes gravitating towards Pyro before spreading over yet again to the tall blue man, a guy with a crow mask with sharp weapons, and a guy with colorful clothes. The fact that they weren’t fighting was a good thing on her books, making her approach them. 

Of course, the fact that there was a sharp weapon casually displayed made her unnerved, making her ready a nightmare spell. Against the backdrop of an evening sky, the aura of black and blue mildly seeping out of her jacket’s pockets where her hands were placed made an easy cover for it. Steering clear of the person with the crow mask and stepping near to Pyro’s side of the roof, Levy spoke.

“Someone mind telling me what’s the big deal on Chicago and why there’s a pile of unconscious humans in front of this building?”