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Her sharp eyes could just make out the man dragging himself from the ruined vehicle.

They could also make out the pink and brown haired figure – the same one from the first warehouse – who grabbed the crook, hoisting him up onto her shoulder.

"I will ask you both to surrender," the tall blonde intoned, crossing her arms while still keeping her crop held out. "My weapon of choice is quite imprecise, I'd hate for there to be an accident."

Imprecise, she says… Blake mused, watching as the two criminals looked up at the twisted mess of metal floating ominously above them. I suppose that's one way to put it. Is this the difference between me and a real Huntress?

Also, how the hell had no one captured Torchwick before this, if this was how strong Hunters were!?

"I'd love to, but I've got a bit of a – ack, Neo!" The man's sarcastic rant was cut off halfway, the small girl blinking them out of existence as Glynda's hand fell, shattering the ground where they had once stood.