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	Calvin barely had time to get out an affirmative before Dart had launched herself into the air, gone with only the sound of cracking pavement. It hadn’t even seemed like there had been any effort in the movement, a curl of knees and suddenly her commanding officer just wasn’t there anymore! The young heroine’s eyes darted around behind her large mirrored lenses, trying to locate Dart and keep an eye on what she was doing and where she should be pushing her own efforts. She caught sight of a wall of wires exploding above her, a hole punched through the same wires that had obliterated an entire street, Dart’s silhouette above them spurring Calvin into movement. 

	Giving the ball between her hands another squeeze Calvin jogged a couple of steps closer to the building and looked around for the tightest cluster of wires, the ball in her hands made her palms sweat despite the brutal chill she could feel lurking beneath the thin skin. Wind rushed past her from behind and it was the encouragement she needed to try and show off her own power. Her red ball was the size of a softball at this point and she figured that was the best pitch to aim for at this point. Her arm rotated, building up for the underhand throw. Stepping into the pitch she hurled it as hard as she could towards one of the primary anchor points that she felt she could reach. Her aim focused on the center of one cluster of wires.

	The heroine’s aim was almost dead on and the effect of her throw was likely to get attention as the air in the radius of the blast froze and a wave of cold air swept the ruined street, brick and mortar cracked under the sudden temperature shift and the steel cable was suddenly encased in a thin layer of frost and robbed of all heat. Metal would become brittle at the sudden temperature shift, thinner wires likely snapping if they tried to adjust, the thicker cables snapping if too much pressure was put to them. 

	“Yes! Perfect shot!” She cheered out, though she’d been nearly a meter off where she had actually been aiming, she raised her fist triumphantly then turned to face the rest of her team.