Blood Witch saw the attention turned toward her. As tempting as it was to have her new pet break the mouthy redhead's neck, the vampire knew it was time to regroup elsewhere. She dove behind one of the nearby police cruisers to avoid the blasts coming at her. "Time to go, darlings," she said with a wince as things exploded around her. "While we have a chance to play again. The prince'll keep."

"On it," Rough Justice replied over the team comm. He poured on the superspeed to get around the Imaginauts and grab the crispy Black Dog.

Sandstorm disappeared into a dune. Only to have it fly out and swirl around to obscure vision and possibly get sand into Imaginaut eyes. Using the flying sand as cover, he moved toward the water where Iron Maiden emerged with a splash.

"Maybe next time we can make the world burn, pet," Blood Witch said to Jacob through their link before severing it. Once she had a psychic hold of someone, it was an easy matter to re-establish her dominance later.