[color=0054a6][b]Eli Reyes/Spellbound[/b]

Location: Bank [/color]


Eli levitated and ran to where the bank was. He’d managed to get there in record time, even if he’d nearly crashed into a neon sign on the way. He was out of breath by the time he reached a rooftop that was overlooking the bank. [color=0054a6]“Okay, okay, I’m here,”[/color] he whispered to himself, bent over with his hands on his knees. [color=0054a6]“No one’s exploded yet. That’s a good sign.”[/color]

He peeked over the edge, eyes widening at the smoke billowing from the broken skylight. The stench of burning bills hit his nose. [color=0054a6]“Okay, Reyes. This is it. Big hero moment. Do not panic. Do not explode. First, assess the situation.”[/color]

He glanced down at his notebook, thumbing through half-formed spell notes. [color=0054a6]“Fire guy, hostages, money burning, possibly another super on the scene?”[/color] He caught a glimpse of a woman in a white mask in a nearby office building, aiming something that looked suspiciously like a weapon at the bank’s interior. 

[color=0054a6]“Okay, Reyes, you’re not losing this one. You’re a hero. Or at least… you’re trying to be.”[/color] He took a deep breath, whispered a [color=0054a6]“Aye dios mio. Por favor, don’t screw this up”[/color] under his breath, and flew into the bank, dropping in through the shattered skylight.

He landed hard, rolled to his feet, and immediately felt his cloak flare up with nervous static. The hostages gasped, and there he was, face to face with a fiery supervillain. Eli swallowed. His pendant glowed. He had one shot to make this not a complete disaster.

[color=0054a6]“Hey!”[/color] he called, trying not to sound like his voice was breaking. [color=0054a6]“You want a real bonfire, buddy? Try picking on someone your own voltage!”[/color] As he shot out a jolt of blue lightning from his hands aimed at the villian. He immediately regretted every word that left his mouth.

[@Stern Algorithm] [@DracoLunaris]