[hr][hr][center][h1][color=40E0A6]Iris Rivers[/color][/h1][img]https://i.4pcdn.org/tv/1561674544437.gif[/img][hr]
[color=40E0A6][b]Location:[/b][/color]  Flying Outside Stark Tower -> the Roof
[color=40E0A6][b]Skills: [/b][/color]Pyrokinesis[/center][hr][hr] 
As Iris and Neil were enveloped by a bright, nigh divine light, Iris' face contorted, scrunching up, her nose wrinkling and her eyes squeezing shut. One could only guess what the source of the light could've been, but it wasn't exactly an enigma, with their light-manipulating teammate flying near, engaging the Silver Surfer. Iris peeled her eyes back open as she tried to figure out what the use of such a move could be, when her eyes caught glance of the shimmering surrounding her and Neil. Her blonde brows furrowed together in a quiet question at the sight; it looked kind of like what she imagined the inside of a bubble might look like. She didn't allow herself to ponder the strange trick of the light, however, instead readying herself to begin flying back upwards to the roof. Before she could, Neil spoke.

[color=40E0A6]"Brace myself? For wh-"[/color] she started to ask, but before she could, she felt a strange force, far different from her suit's thrusters, launch her body into the air. Her eyes were wide as the two speedily flew up to the roof. Her landing was just as graceless as the flight itself, her body tumbling onto the roof, rolling for a few feet. As she got back to her feet, she saw a six forms on the roof, excluding Neil: three Surfers, the Fantastic guy and Invisible lady she'd met earlier, and Upsilon, standing eerily calm next to the fight going on beside him. Neil was gone. She couldn't make out where he was, though she heard him yell out for the elastic man fighting the three metal malefactors. She wasn't sure what Neil's plan was, but she knew anything she could do to help the two superheroes in their fight against the Surfers was something worth doing. Noticing that the titanium trio hadn't yet noticed her, she looked to Upsilon and lowered her voice.

[color=40E0A6]"If you love any scrap of this world, Upsilon: light those motherfuckers up,"[/color] she quietly hissed. Somewhat surprisingly to Iris, she didn't need to ask twice. She watched the demonic form raise a hand towards one of the Surfers, and she felt her fingers twitch as the familiar feeling of burning in her veins began to surface, signalling use of her power. She watched as the Surfer Upsilon aimed his hand at was engulfed in a ball of bright blue flame. When the flame dissipated, the Surfer was gone, leaving two remaining. Iris' lips curled upward into a smile, pumping her fist in celebration.