As her hand drew ever closer MindWarp noticed that Miss Spunky’s skin began to glow and if it was anything like a light whip, any contact with it was sure to burn. Coming to a stop, movement completely froze and with a small huff of annoyance she moved away. Sparing a moment to look around, she noticed that Mr Master Chief, as she had dubbed her buyer, was taking action against Street Cleaner Zed who just kept bringing out the mutations. 

Anger having faded away, MindWarp remembered about the briefcase which was still sitting atop a crate. She would have gone over to retrieve it, but strong winds began filling the room, they targeted one location and that location happened to be where both she and Miss Spunky were. The force of the winds was strong enough to lift the crates and have them be blown around inside of the vortex with the poor briefcase flying right along with them. Ugh shi- She ducked out of the way as Zed came straight for her and Miss Spunky. I can smell the sins of your soul? 

“I am pretty sure you cannot actually smell a soul, but if you say so then I am surprised you can smell mine over the scent of your own.” She spoke sarcastically to herself and gave a nod when her sentence was further emphasised by him attacking his own ally. While the two were busy MindWarp got to work on trying to catch the briefcase before it could collide with a crate, which in turn had the potential to set the three devices off. After a little while of chasing the thing around, dodging crates and other debris, MindWarp finally managed to catch it, just as Miss Spunky cried out after an attack from Mr Master Chief. Oh dear, Street Cleaner Zed would not be happy. Not knowing if her buyer would be able to dodge a possible attack in time, MindWarp illusioned them both invisible and created five duplicate illusions of Miss Spunky. 

“Zed, it’s not alright. You’re a monster!” MindWarp had the illusions yell repetitively, all five voices chorusing together as they surrounded him in a circle.