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Riley hopped out of the chute, landing on her feet to see a massive hulking machine. Her eyes flickered to the exit, only to find their sole exit sealed with foam. She assessed it quickly, mind darting back to days when she and a couple other youths had tried burning polysterene and the like with Zippo lighters in abandoned warehouses, just to watch the smoke curl into the air and choke them with ash. 

Rogues were fending off the Warden, but occasionally one of the electrical whips would lash out at inopportune places. Riley skipped out of the way as one cracked against the ground she had just been standing on, leaving behind a blackened scar. Riley snapped her fingers, and watched as an orange spark ignited on the wire: a little excess heat to cajole the electricity into evolving into a crackling fire that licked up the whip. Drops of melted metal began to drip from its limb as the Warden tried to coil it towards him, but limp and halfway-melted, the arm did not respond, reduced to a humming snake that gave a momentary start of life on the ground. 

She let her fire do its work as she ran towards the exit. The figure that called himself General Semyaza channeled a flash of his own ammunition towards the head of the Warden. Before Riley could see if it would destroy the enemy good and proper, she turned to the girl of serious demeanour who had just been standing at the exit.

[color=8882be]"Not joining in on all the fun?"[/color] she asked. Riley lit up her fingers and held the flame over the foam. [color=8882be]"Funny, took you for a robotic bane."[/color] She watched as it caught fire and the snowy white began to smoulder into charred black. A wisp of smoke rose in a thready curl, but soon the smoke would be thick and fast, if her memory served. Still it would be a time before the foam all melted and the Rogues could slip out. She glanced up at the woman while she spread the fire at several points, feeling like she was lighting a birthday cake, and absent-mindedly offered her free hand. [color=8882be]"The name's Riley, how do you do?"[/color]