Devika was near the back, and waiting like the others. She realized that no one was moving, no one was going to go for it. With a mild sigh, she stripped off her gloves with her teeth, and strode forward at a quick walk.

"Hello, Mimic. Care to have a repeat of our first meeting?" She took a fighting stance with solid footing, and wiggled her bare fingers at him. Slowly, she started to build up fear within herself. All it would take is one solid strike- Mimic knew that, and hopefully he wouldn't be bold enough to leave himself open for her. The rest of the team could use that, she hoped. "I hope you brought your tissues, sir."