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DreadLock couldn't help but smirk at Guardian's down-to-earth attitude about their jobs, even going so far as letting someone else take the final blow. "[color=ed1c24]How chivalrous,[/color]" she teased, her amusement glued to her words. 

Listening intently to Guardian's plan, DreadLock only raised a brow when she was addressed. Just hold him in place long enough? That sounded simple enough. She simply nodded once in reply before floating off in the direction of the alien, placing herself about 50 feet above the still trapped alien. Making her wings as small as possible in order to give herself as much hair as she possibly could, DreadLock sent all of her hair down in one large tendril. 

Cutting through the smoke from the bombs, DreadLock wrapped her gigantic lock of hair about the alien's body, wrapping about the creature twice for more strength. 7 lances formed out of the outside of the ring about the alien's torso, and shot out into 7 different directions and in turn attached to and wrapped themselves around the nearest immovable objects: If the alien were to try and move one way, the other spikes would drag him back and force him to stay in place, and if it tried to leap, DreadLock would easily be able to push him back down to the ground - the duck was [i]trapped.[/i]

Just as she'd finished trapping the creature, she had come to a realisation: Whatever energy that was transferred to the alien would in turn be transferred to [i]her[/i] through her hair. DreadLock winced, preparing herself for the pain that was about to come: [color=ed1c24][i]This is gonna hurt...[/i][/color]