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They'd almost been out, with the others retreating as well, and then the entire situation turned from troublesome into a topsy turvey mess! It was disorienting, for one moment him and Sophia had been about to escape and the next they were dragged by an unseen force and somehow deposited back in the warehouse. His stomach lurched, but he managed to keep his previous meal down. Making sure his and Sophia's hands were still very much touching, he spoke. [color=#357302][b]"Do not, under any circumstances, let go or open your eyes, if you do we'll be in for a world of trouble."[/b][/color]

That said, they were still in for what appeared to be a hellish time. Taking deep breaths in and out he worked his jaw and made subtle humming noises for a few moments, stretching his vocal cords. That done, he pulled Sophia and his own hand up, covering her ear—while using his free hand to cover the other one. Then he started yelling, his communicator off, [color=#357302][b]"SO IT SEEMS WE'VE ALL BEEN HAD. THIS IS A FIRST. FOR [I]US[/i] THAT IS. I WAGER YOU HEROES HAVE SUFFERED THIS KIND OF HUMILIATION AND SURPRISE BEFORE."[/b][/color] His voice echoed out and bounced around within the building's marvelous acoustics. He felt for each person he was effecting, noting that the amount was steadily increasing as the clones were created.

He started mentally tuning out the clones—though he remained aware of them—till he found the person who had built more influence than the other 'copies,' and was continuing to do so while each subsequent wave of clones had less influence built up in them comparatively. He closed his eyes and took another deep breath, focusing in on the Wards and the PRT soldiers, their rough locations and the influence he'd accrued on them as well.

However, as he opened his mouth to speak, a bellowing, dissonant rour resonated through his body and the warehouse as well. His gaze shot over to the stranger of the two behemoths that they were faced with. As he looked it over again...his eyes widened.
[hr][center][h1][color=#3068FF][b]Evelyn Chambers – [i]Tulpa[/i][/b][/color][/h1][/center][hr]
Eyes wide, tears at their edges—despite the anger beneath the surface—Evelyn had stopped in her tracks as she'd heard the arrival of Dean. After a moment she gritted her teeth, recovering enough to clamp down hard on her emotions and move forwards. As she regained her composure and continued towards the warehouse, so too did her projection move.

The Beast roared and then charged forth making a beeline for Overrun and his swarm of clones. Barrels, crates(metal and otherwise) were in its way, but it didn't stop. Instead, the beast charged into and through them, yet...nothing was damaged. Instead its body seemed to envelope whatever it touched and release the material/objects out the otherside when it had passed. It was such a seamless process that the beast appeared almost to be phasing right through solid matter.

Of course it only moved unimpeded for a brief time until it encountered the clones of their ex-teammate Dean.

Evelyn's eye twitched in response to his presence once more before her awareness shifted back to her projection. In response to the throng of bodies—particularly due to the permission they'd been given by Decoy—the Beast reared up and then body slammed down on at least two dozen of them. Somehow the Beast sank lower than it should have, its body intersecting in part with the floor. It rose back up and some of the concrete that made up the floor of the warehouse was just...gone. There was an indentation in the exact shape of the projection's form. A moment later the beast shook itself and expelled a veritable hailstorm of pebble-sized concrete detritus from its body as it got rid of excess matter.

It continued moving, attempting do harry the clones and perhaps the actual Dean as much as it possibly could in the process. Meanwhile, Evelyn debated on whether or not she should actually enter the warehouse herself while also trying to keep track of how long she kept her projection manifested. She had to admit that it was very tempting to demanifest it soon, take stock of all the powers, and then manifest her projection in a state better equipped to deal with someone like Dean's power.

[i]Rrrgh...Dean.[/i] Thinking about him hurt, but what was worse was the fact that he'd turned on them. He was an example of the worst thing about people, Evelyn thought, and he needed to be stopped.... 

Perhaps at any cost.

[hider=Projection Notes][u][b]Physical Traits:[/b][/u] [i]Adaptability/strength(Flesh), solidity/hardness(Metal), bendable(Wood), flexible/durable(Rubber), hard/heavy/dense(Concrete).[/i]

[u][b]Power Analysis:[/b][/u] [i]Static physical alteration: High physical resistance, durability, and strength. Enhanced detection and reaction. Focus: Sound and thermal energy. Contact-based mass absorption and shedding/object transmutation. Absorption limit: Irrelevant. Scalable/selective absorption. Storage method: physical.[/i]

[u][b]Appearance Summary:[/b][/u] This time her projection had taken the form of a six limbed monstrosity with dull, but bizarrely long and flexible, teeth. Its entire body is covered with a hard, dull gray natural armor which appears to be a composite of concrete and metal. Capable of lithe and graceful movements despite its incredible weight, the Beast moves with a deadly sort of gravitas. Its six limbs are armed with vicious claws--though they can become stub ended toes at a moment's notice due in large part to its strange abilities. Out from its bulky body protrudes a long, thick and muscular tail that it uses primarily for balance. The Beast's coloration is entirely silver, gray and red. The red lines run across its body, stopping at its face where its two eyes lay. The eyes are set beneath a 'brow ridge' and overlaid by a protective, but translucent silver carapace. The eyes curve around from the front of its head in arcs all the way to the side and slightly to the back giving it a 290 degree field of view. Fierce red pupils can be seen glowing from within the protective silver carapace that covers its eyes. Its entire body is bulky and fairly reptilian in appearance.[/hider]