[b]Finch[/b]

"Boss, he's trying to get on the roof," the driver called back to Finch as he continued his efforts at shaking the guy off. At the very least one had to give him some credit for persistence, if not simply having good finger strength. But that wasn't the sort of thing that Finch wanted, not when he was still trying to, you know, escape. It was like the guy hadn't gotten the memo about his role here in the city, a role that was very dependent on whether he succeeded or not. 

Finch sighed, moving for the back of the vehicle. "Got it," he called out as his hand cam to rest on the rear door window. His powers came into effect, the glass morphing out to try and wrap around Magus' arm, where it could then allow spikes to push in from the ring. That'd do something if the Epic hero wasn't quick enough to break the glass or pull out another trick, Finch was sure of it. 

Well, here was hoping anyways. 

[@Sedjwick]