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The trip via plane was quiet, naught was said between the Heroes and although the air was thick they all knew what had to be done. Yet. Eva still had doubts, not if they would succeed of course but that what if Doctor Diplodoc was somehow right in all of this. Up until recently Eva was powerless a background actor on a stage for Gods and Monsters and she paid the price for being weak. A world where everyone has power, where they all have a chance to save themselves didn’t sound too bad; in all of that she knew that what Doctor Diplodoc was doing was morally wrong forcing these transformations upon people even if it meant they indeed could save themselves. 

Dickens being the ever lovable bastard he was roamed about the plane licking, chewing and gnawing at things as Eva called out to get him to stop more than once. Thankfully he was still small as a parrot so he wasn’t causing any major damage not currently that is. He seemed interested in the other Superheroes climbing about what heroes would allow him to get near like a pesky annoying little bird investigating anything and everything of interest before Eva decided to sweep him back up.

Eva held her blade across her lap and held her hand over Dickens’ head to keep him from roaming anymore until they descended and moved on the location where the Doctor was hiding. Once Team One had distracted the assumed Majority of his forces, Team Two moved to assault the facility ripping off the back door which led to a sealed hallway and a trap. The Heroes found themselves between two thick steel walls closing in designed to crush them. [color=00aeef]”Bollocks. I need some room, I need to draw Excalibur, and I’d rather not be crushed.”[/color] With a quick motion the sword was pulled from its sheathe with a slight glow surrounding the sword and making the best of the confined space Eva held the sword near the tip of the blade leaving only the length of her forearms’ worth of the blade to cut through the steel at their back. Quickly cutting a crude oval shape. [color=00aeef]”One down. At least we won’t be crushed yeah I think. Icon, you can focus on stopping the other wall without worrying about us dying.”[/color]