Mimic
Mimic groans as his wings are clawed, sending a deluge of feathers to the ground. He shakes Austin off and turns on him. "Well done." he says, "Want to know my power? I assume the powers of anyone around me." He pauses and grunts in pain as claws grow out of the end of his fingers, and his teeth sharpen. He growls and starts circling Austin. "Make a move."

Ben
Ben shakes his head, "Your powers are more developed than mine, and he beat you. I don't stand a chance."