Nicky worked fast, awkwardly tearing his crimson cape apart and working it into a sling to hold his wrist.

Once that was done, he started moving innocents out of the way. He was currently going to be useless towards helping the others stop Jay, considering that Nicky was operating at a third of his usual strength and that Jay seemed to be operating at more than his usual strength.

"That time of the month," he joked weakly. "Gamma radiation and teenage hormones are a bad match."