[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#DDA0DD]Antoinette McCarthy[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=#DDA0DD][b]Location:[/b][/color] Galactus Ship (Group 2) -- SPACE
[color=#DDA0DD][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Illusion Casting[/center][hr][hr]

	Antoinette could feel the others start to close in around her and she didn’t see boxing in Lance being a very good idea. Lance shifted and his fist came down, throwing Antoinette back. She felt as if she were floating at one point. There was a calm sort of feeling that surrounded her, even as she saw Lance start to attack her friends and then back off. Everything moved in slow motion until her back slammed into a wall and her focus zeroed in as reality hit her. Or perhaps it was her head cracking back against the helmet. She could feel a warmth start to slide down the back of her head and neck as she dropped to her knees on the floor. For this reason, Antoinette was able to tell she was bleeding and as the warmth continued to trickle down her shoulders and back, she knew it was a lot. 
	Her helmet opened up and Antoniette sucked in some fresh air. She looked up at her friends, watching Lance continue to back away from them. He didn’t have control over the Hulk and it was merely trying to protect him. Them all converging on him had been a bad idea. She touched the back of her head with her metal glove and looked at it to see the blood on her suits fingertips. [color=#DDA0DD]”Please forgive me,”[/color] she said as she stood. 
	The head injury was causing some fuzziness but Antoinette’s mental level was clear enough for her to start thinking. Antoinette was used to close combat situations, fighting with her hands before running away. She was a fast runner. In this situation, running would leave her friends stranded and all of them at risk of dying, either from Lance being unable to control the Hulk from protecting himself, or the other creatures of the ship coming after them when they were vulnerable. That being said, Antoinette had learned she was quite good at distractions and her illusions had started to grow in their ability, making them solid and more life-like.
	Antoinette pushed herself back to her feet as her purple eye started to glow and she started to conjure an illusion, hoping it would solidify again as she had done with the life-size Hulk in the other room with the Phalanxs'. Her ability was holding strong and Antoinette was able to create a tower or group of falcons. They came from the ceiling and aimed straight for Lance, screeching as they closed in on him. They came at Lance from different angles, diving for his face and eyes to keep him distracted. A few were able to take flesh and Antoinette flinched from the act. She hoped the others would see the opportunity of the Lance Hulk being distracted and somehow take his legs out from under him before too much damage was done.