[@Master Crim] [@bluetommy2]

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[color=a2d39c][h2]Dr. Malacoda Zatanna[/h2][/color]

[h3]Uptown Central - In the Gotham Law Library. Gotham[/h3]

Malacoda stared at the man for a few seconds. [color=a2d39c][b]"I propose this as plan 'A' - Mephistopheles and you distract them - the weapon is timed and there are only a few more minutes left. You take out the one Furthest away - do not touch the bomb, or fiddle with it's inner workings. We do not know how it is set up. M will take the one Closest. Both of you are quite resistant to bullets, M less so - so he needs the shorter reaction time. They seem to be sub-par both intellectually and physically - so you do not have to worry. If you can move the both of them away, then I can rush over and open a portal to somewhere else beneath it. Perhaps a few miles into the air, above the river? The bomb will go off, but it won't harm anyone. Plan B, I remove M and I from the premises and you cover it bomb with as much sand as you can. Thoughts?"[/b][/color] He quickly spoke, rushing through potential outcomes. He had very little magical power left. Most of it had been drained from his psychic reserves, but at the moment even keeping Mephistopheles in this realm was beginning to strain him. This needed to be done quickly and efficiently - before he will have to take a long rest. He gripped his umbrella tighter. He could still manage a teleportation spell... If plan A does not work, then he will have to be fast. If he creates the portal however, and even then if it does not work... he looked down at his hound, who whined at him softly - again sounding very much like something not of this earth. He patted him on the head lightly. [color=a2d39c][b]"None of that, now..."[/b][/color]