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She had scoped things out and set her projection--with mover powers--to evacuate as many people as possible as quickly as she could. She’d done it from the very top of the PRT building so she had seen when capes had begun to arrive on scene. Roughly five minutes before the speech, when most people who were coming had arrived, Evelyn finished the final run with her projection. She’d gotten her parents out and she’d called them too. Having kept careful track of time she used her remaining minutes to do very cursory scans of the capes below. She barely focused on individuals, instead picking up on trends and getting a general sense of powers. A sense so vague that it was almost unhelpful. When she felt her projection become available, it manifested immediately, taking the form of something large and bird-like. She hoped on its back, and parts of it split away and clutched at her as other powers interacted to keep her safe and unaffected by what would usually be a disorienting fall.

So it was that she swooped in dramatically, flying over the capes, before her projection landed and deposited her gently on the ground. She kept her distance from the crowd and dismissed her projection. It took mere seconds for it to become available, but she didn’t use it. Looking at all these heroes...and even villains was...something. She frowned and a cold pang of numb loss pulsed through her chest, causing her to grit her teeth. This moment, in the past, would have been awe inspiring, exciting--if grave--but now...she just felt cold.

Intentionally, she stayed out of sight from her team, instead gingerly scanning those she hadn’t touched on before. SHe was discovering new limits to her projection and her thinker power. The pressure was mounting and would continue to do so if she didn’t ‘refresh’ her projection between large quantities of scans.

Legend began speaking and she shifted her attention to listen. Serious, daunting words for an intimidating situation. Fighting a threat that none of them had encountered before--barring those who had fought endbringers in the past. It made sense. Play to your strengths, be careful, don’t get cocky. The message was clear enough. Things progressed and she manifested her projection as a small, lightweight flying serpent. It flitted between capes, snatched up a communicator from Lillian, and then disappeared back into the crowd, before making its way back to her. She grabbed the device and affixed it in the same moment that the projection demanifested.

The silver silhouette of her tulpa’s shadow glowed faintly in the aftermath and she took a deep breath, before letting it out slowly. As the air left her lungs she tried to relax and in doing so something else [i]clicked[/i] for her. The silver light of her power expanded...growing and growing until it encompassed the whole area. She got a flash of a blinding headache before dialing back and avoiding contact or focus on certain capes. The pain eased.

Her eyes already closed, she felt a smile spread across her face as she returned her breathing to normal. Patterns and twisting geometries faded and shifted through her mind’s eye as she began honing in on the powers whose mechanics seemed most helpful to her.

Alexandria. Legend. Outsider. Messiah. Charm. Blastmaster. Protean. Unknown(Metanoia). Lamprey. Abaddon. SWARM. Mire. Sylph. Unknown(Chivalry). Sonika. Guardian Angel. Unknown(Fractal King). Unknown(Bear cape). Noble. Hermes. Cascade. Furnace. Salem. Unnamed Mover.

She set to it, immersing herself in the process while others pared off from the group.

[hider=Power Analysis][i][u]Alexandria:[/u]
Single phase temporal matter lock. Adaptive limit. Offloaded consciousness. Focus, enhanced retention and processing. Null Gravity. Limit, personal. Focus, Physiological modifier, enhanced resistance; strength; locomotion.

[u]Legend:[/u]
Open connection. Altered state; photonic font. Limit, psychological degradation. Focus, enhanced visual acuity; photonic blast generation; lightwave locomotion; physiological repair and absorption. Variation--Photonic Blast: Effect and trajectory modulation control.

[u]Charm:[/u]
State-entanglement object anchoring. Limit, distance degradation. Focus, shared state. Drastic physical enhancement. Focus, durability, regeneration, strength.

[u]Blastmaster:[/u]
Focus initiated combustion generation. Limit, visual/awareness. Control Mechanism, Intent. Automatic force dampening. Blast effect variability.

[u]Unknown(Metanoia)[/u]
Bio-mechanical mutative regeneration. Limit, flesh generation rate; range; physical law. Out-of-phase to in-phase organic material integration. Enhanced physiological awareness and control. 

[u]Lamprey:[/u]
Contact-initiated matter annihilation. Limit, range; effect travel. Enhanced physical resistance and strength. Limit, temporary; doubled physiological capacity.

[u]Abaddon:[/u]
Altered state: Shifted physical composition. Focus, enhanced resistance. Limit, fragility. Awareness-initiated neuro-physiological response. Destructive expanded autonomy. Limit, range; inorganic material; control. Modifier: Escalation. Limit, form lock--damage threshold; Neural-synchronization delay.

[u]SWARM:[/u]
High precision expanded autonomy. Limit, range; mass-weight threshold. Enhanced processing.

[u]Mire:[/u]
Altered state: Gas--Solid state modulation. Hallucinogenic fear proliferation. Limit, range; gas generation rate. Offloaded consciousness. Control Method; neurological intent. Expanded awareness. Bound limit: Proliferated material.

[u]Unknown(Chivalry):[/u]
Contact-initiated phase modulation. Limit, inorganic. Focus, material severance. Shard-access ~ Enhanced predictive knowledge. Limit, time; variable reliability.

Forced-shard synchronization. Alternate dimension-shift manifestation. Control method: Neurological/vocal command. Limit, control; personal. Error--paradox creation. Error Correction: Swift physical degradation. Death-initiated forced-shard integration. Limit, Personal--alternate.

[u]Sonika:[/u]
Gaseous material manipulation. Control method: Neurological. Limit, range. Minorly enhanced processing.

[u]Unknown(Fractal King):[/u]
Altered state: Awareness-initiated form transcendence. Focus, size, durability, and strength enhancement. Limit, witness-based enhancement variable; material requirement. Form shift error. Bystander neurological connection, rapid memory degradation.

[u]Unknown(Bear):[/u]
Single minion generation and control. Limit, control. Minion--personal integration. Enhanced physical resistance, strength, and speed. Awareness integration.

[u]Cascade:[/u]
Time-space breadth compression. Focus, locomotion; enhancement. Limit, quantity. Passage-initiated momentum alteration; object-individual enhancement. 

[u]Salem:[/u]
Geothermal thermal imbuement. Limit, range; control. Time-space breadth compression. Limit, geothermal trajectories. Enhanced thermal resistance.

[u]Unknown Mover:[/u]
Time-space breadth compression. Limit, range; organic material. Shifted and enhanced awareness|processing.

[u]Messiah:[/u]
Protective absorption. Focus, energetic. Physical limiter. Control appropriation. Non-adaptive control method. Upwards limit, irrelevant. Dimensional access. Energetic storage method: Dimensional. Access threshold: Neural interfacing. Ranged application.

[u]Protean:[/u]
Physiological alteration: Cellular Transmutation. Limit, personal; template based; static mass. Control method, neural-based, shard interpretation. Backloaded consciousness processing. Limit, Physical anchor required~~Brain~~

[u]Outsider:[/u]
>>>~Offloaded consciousness. Joint anchor. Terminal link.

Prime Vessel: Activation Trigger access. Altered behavioral patterns. Neural path chimerization. Transdimensional interchange.

Second Vessel: Activation Trigger access – Host. Augmented automaton. Sensory input: Electromagnetic|Sonic stimulus. Vocal Output: Extra dimensional phase. Specialized physiology: Transmutive conduit. Accelerated matter appropriation. Hyperdense multi-phase core. Focus: Kinetic energy. Redirection: Defense. Offense. Propulsion. Charge: Solar. Control Method: Shard offloading via-Second Vessel – Full-spectrum embodiment.

[u]Guardian Angel:[/u]
Altered State: Physiological alteration. Transdimensional mass vampirism/modulation. Focus: Durability. Enhanced physical output. Expanded form: Wings(2). Sight-initiated neurochemical tampering.

[u]Sylph:[/u]
>>>~Maladapted shard. Synchronization error. Error correction success: 85%.
Non-standard anatomy: Metal-composite dermal layer. Homeostatic reduction. Thermal retention. Expanded physicality: Wing Pair(2). Tail. Digit weaponization: Successful. Error—Increased bear weight. Correction: Physical alteration – Enhanced strength, speed, physical awareness. Metallic layer, dermal shedding/manipulation. Shard-bud detected – Power expansion: Atmospheric pressurization. Modifier: Escalation. Limit: Focus.

[u]Noble:[/u]
Physical alteration; Phased mass, back-loaded respiratory function. Sub-dermal dimensional phase gas reservoir. Release method: Dermal Pores. Control schema; neural, muscular, dermal interfacing. Intuitive knowledge: Gases. Extended awareness. Limit: Auto-generated gases. Control Limit: Range.

[u]Hermes:[/u]
Time-space breadth compression. Static spatial reduction. Shard-host sync error. Limit: Host physiological deterioration. Waypoint queuing. Physical augmentation: Three-fold physiology. Travel mechanism: Sub-dimensional extraplanar phase shifting. Shard sync error: Broken limiter – Warning, possible material intermingling. Shard sync error-correction: Imposed limit – Prerequisite ~ Host destination awareness.

[u]Furnace:[/u]
Dimensional phase thermal manifestation. Control schema: Neural|Shard backloading. High Precision. Physical alteration: Locked homeostatic equilibrium. Dual-phased physicality. High precision dermal temperature modulation.

[u]Captain Morales:[/u]
One-way Neuro-chemical brain-to-brain interfacing. Ego-jacking. Control schema: Neural. Limit: Range.[/i][/hider]
Briefly her head swam and throbbed faintly, but the pain faded and with it the disorientation as the information organized in her mind, allowing her to focus anew. The silver light of her power expanded further, becoming millions of strands of ghostly light. At a thought the strands shot outwards from a central point, startling many, but impacting none as the shadow of light transposed itself with every material it could manage.

[i]Stone; Lead; Silver; Steel; Iron, Glass; Plastics (of many sorts); Crystal; Flesh; Bone; Sand; Soil; Fire; Air; Water; Electricity; Light; Cloth; Wood; Rubber; Foam...[/i] and the list just kept going. A smile played across her features and she snapped her fingers. The light of her projection retracted all at once into something the size of a pinprick, before expanding back outwards again.

Again it became as threads of silver light, weaving into something greater.

[i]‘Give me something that can fight him. Give me something that can hold him off and bolster those around me. Make it strong, make it fast, make it deadly and inspiring.’[/i]

She started interweaving and locking in physical traits, assigning layers to them. She took the positive properties of each material the silver shadow had gathered and she combined them, casting aside many of their failings in the process. Then, finally, as the silhouette of wavering strands formed in the air above her--towering in height--she switched gears.

Her brow furrowed and the muscles in her neck stood out as she focused, grinding her teeth without realizing, clenching her fists without notice as she tried combinations of powers--failing and failing till she found ones that worked.

Gradually she started relaxing, but it was incremental. By the time she opened her eyes--her mind thrumming with a mixture of tension and power--almost every other cape had departed the scene. She wasn’t sure how long it had been exactly, but she could hear the sounds of destruction and battle in the distance alongside the roars of Behemoth.

Turning towards Behemoth she watched for a moment, accessing the situation.

The final power spooled out in her mind and then wound tightly into an intricate multi-faceted formation that she would have found impossible to describe. It was beautiful.

[i]Permanent altered state: Three-phase temporal physiological matter lock. Transdimensional mass compression. Focus, durability; malleability. Minion--personal integration. Transmutive Regeneration--triple modifier: Absorption conduit. Awareness-initiated transcendent escalation. Null gravity. Limit, personal. Focus multiplier: Wholesale physiological enhancement. Material font. Limit, Personal. Focus, survivability. Exotic energy proliferation. Limit, impersonal. Focus, Wholesale enhancement; Enhanced processing and confidence. Enhanced physical resistance and speed. Phase modulation. Limit, personal. High precision expanded autonomy. Focus, variable|Effect modulation. Limit, range; inorganic; energetic. Storage method: Internal dimensional matrix. Space-time breadth compression. Limit, impersonal; range(short);.organic; interval.[/i]

She took a deep breath and then gestured forwards, palm up and in a brilliant flash the silhouette of light resolved into something truly otherworldly. Possessing barely any physical form to speak of, the tulpa’s visage was almost impossible to parse, but its power...that was palpable. It was a silver mass of slowly undulating threads composed of silver light that were somehow both ethereal, solid, and fluid all at once.

The girl who had conjured it smiled up at her creation--and the expression held more warmth than perhaps she had expressed or held for her own team for quite some time. She stepped forwards and the featherlight threads caught her steps as she walked upwards on it into the air as it hovered like some kind of eldritch seraph.

Her eyes shone and she knew that was what she’d call it. [i]The Seraph[/i].

Silver light wove itself around her and she disappeared into the gently writhing mass of ethereal threads. The Seraph began to float slowly towards Behemoth and the world around it seemed to push and [i]bend[/i] away from it as if affected by an unseen inexorable weight. As it moved, threads of light converged with her body and became entwined, shifting phases and becoming one with her flesh. Her senses expanded and over the surface of every strand of light a prismatic display pulsed outwards.

Together the Seraph and its master turned their gaze upon Behemoth. The world around them trembled--glass rattled, buildings shook, the ground cracked beneath their might, the air froze and then became a chaotic gale, and then their voice rang out.

[color=#3068FF][b]"Behemoth chose the wrong city."[/b][/color][hr][hr]
In the next moment a blur of liquid light slammed into Behemoth with all the ferocity of a lightning bolt. Threads of light intertwined and unfurled faster than could be easily followed before the mass shot back--threads making contact with buildings and even the air itself before it moved and resolved into what could barely be called the silhouette of a monolithic figure.

Those who had been between its position and destination were unmarred and utterly unaffected by its passing, in fact they might even notice that they felt stronger...[i]sharper[/i].

Where it had struck the Endbringer there was a massive gash, its crystalline flesh shattered, burned, and sheared away.

From afar Tulpa smiled, [color=#3068FF][b]"Hero-killer? Not in my [i]fucking[/i] city."[/b][/color]

At that the Seraph once more wrapped her in its protective embrace.

Together again, they blurred and the fight resumed from afar, but a moment having passed.

While no one listened...a countdown silently rang out.

[i]Ten seconds.[/i]