The bat winged girl turned around to address hope, She wore her black hair up in a ponytail along with tight suit fitted with some medium grade armouring. Just from looking at her one could tell that she wasn't likely to be one to punch and kick but as most come to find, looks can be deceiving. "Sure is! Just through those doors is where heroes are made, or in my case, fail repeatedly. I've taken this test at least twelve times now." the bat woman exclaimed almost yelling with excitement. She was fairly bruised up with quite a few bandages on her arms and torso. She was obviously very enthusiastic about the tests which was a shocker considering most full blown heroes have condemned the tests saying it wasn't a true test of strength to have the 'young-blood' fight one another. "You know I hear there matching up some of us with actual heroes for this bit of the test, can you imagine that? Fighting the likes of Diamondback or Gatling Bill?" The girl said with a mixture of fear and excitement. 

Soon it came time for Phantasm to enter a Sparring room after seeing her new bat themed friend leave a Sparring room on a stretcher but still managed to give a thumbs up to Hope as she was wheeled away. The thin man seemed to look just past Hope, likely checking his Hub but he still had a smile on his face and at least tried to seem like he was paying attention to every person. "Hello miss, alias and powers please." he said with a smile.