[center][color=00746b][h1][b] T O X I N[/b][/h1][/color][/center]

The scene had gone from being quiet and, almost iddylic to absolute chaos in the time it took the group to move from the outside, down the elevator, and into the labs. Toxin wasn't surprised that one of the Peacekeepers threw up in his helmet. There was so much happening around them, she almost felt the same way - but now wasn't the time. There were people to move - innocent people, and so she got to work. While her comrades began to bring the fight, she hurried herself to free people from beds, from cages, and from tanks. The others in the room wore lab coats but they were not scientists - they were glorified torturers.

She took a good swing at one of them from behind, in a quick fit of rage - her claws extending from their place above her nails. She scratched through the white lab jacket - leaving behind her own venom. A venom she knew would be far more potent than anything they had manufactured in this lab, which made her realise that if it hadn't have been for Barbara Gordon, maybe she would have been an experiment here. It gave her more willpower to free those that were captive here without choice. She moved so quickly and efficiently, dancing around her team mates - letting them do what they did best while she did what she did best. 

She had two peacekeepers watching her back - but they didn't catch the scientist who ran straight to Toxin to engage with her. They weren't fast enough to stop him from slamming a hospital gurney towards her, pinning her with her back to the wall momentarily. She had to think fast to outsmart him - but as it turned out, she didn't have to think fast at all. Just as quickly as she had found herself in the predicament, one of the civilians that she had tended to lunged towards the scientist with a shard of broken glass in his hands, he drove it into his neck. By now, the Peacekeepers had moved the gurney and freed her, but she couldn't help but watch on in shock as the blood spurted from the wound, the civilian's eyes full of rage.

The scene was not letting up, and as she darted back to Perseus' side, she saw the incoming wave of enemies. "What do we do now boss?" she asked, in the moment that they had to think of [i]something[/i] before the next round began. "I can create a chemical compound that will shut those suits down but I'm going to need a couple of minutes and solid cover." She looked to him, to Therma, to Green Arrow. "I can do this... if there is no other way."