[center][h1]Bianca Manalo[/h1] [img]https://i.imgur.com/H0PZlqQ.png[/img][/center]
[right][b]Interactions:[/b] Stormy [@Blizz]
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“Thanks,” Bianca nodded to Stormy, grateful for the shield he’d put near her even when he didn’t seem to quite recognise her yet. He was trying to figure that out, she could tell. Well, that was fine, as long as he didn't draw attention to her. She’d just have to appear as if she didn’t know him. Not acting too familiar, but not too distant either in  a situation like this where his abstraction was protecting her. The shield meant she shouldn't have to move before help got here… which would be difficult with her wounded leg. "I'd worry more about yourself, he seems to be targeting threats. You’ve got some pretttyyy strong looking shields."

After all, he'd knocked out the girl who's used webbing both to save allies and hinder enemies, and a guy who could control lightning and fire. It was unlikely he could tell what people's abstractions were outside of what was visible. She was probably safe as she didn't look like a threat. All she'd done was take a beating and get shot. 

Alizée got out of the sand prison, and Bianca immediately retracted her boosting. This increased the strength she was providing both Stormy and Kashmira, as it was now only split in half. She furrowed her brow, unable to properly pay attention to everything else going on with the throbbing pain in her leg and the amount of concentration used to keep up her boosting. Even that would be difficult to hold for much longer. She maybe had ten minutes at best. But that would be enough.

She glanced back at Stormy, lowering her voice slightly so hopefully only he could hear. "Don't worry, help will be here soon. Just try to keep everyone safe before then."

They would find out who she was with when Samson arrived, she was sure, but she still didn't want to draw attention to herself. Not before then. Stormy was right that they couldn't do this forever - so she was letting him know he didn't have to, before he or someone else did something stupid and got themselves killed. 

She wasn't sure how much time had passed, slowly ticking by like the blood oozing from her wound, but she was sure Samson would be here soon. His abstraction was strong enough to keep things under control before everyone else arrived.

It would be needed if Judas turned up.