Stephanie had the presence of mind to dial into her fellow New Mutants. They just had to hold on for long enough, and the cavalry would be coming in. If they needed it. Stephanie thoroughly planned to demolish the fuckers herself if at all possible. She had to fight back a feeling of dread when she saw Marcelo fighting- clearly barely holding on. She was ready to join him, and then there was another figure.
She was already angry when she arrived, but fury boiled up inside her when she saw the demon's form.
"Get out of that form." Her hands flicked out and crackling pyroplasm whips formed from her hands, spinning ominously against the walls and the ground around her, cutting through the concrete like a hot knife going through butter. She started moving closer, the pyroplasmic whips lashing out, obeying her every whim, coiling, burning, cutting.
She attacked, as quickly and fiercely as she could.
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She was already angry when she arrived, but fury boiled up inside her when she saw the demon's form.
"Get out of that form." Her hands flicked out and crackling pyroplasm whips formed from her hands, spinning ominously against the walls and the ground around her, cutting through the concrete like a hot knife going through butter. She started moving closer, the pyroplasmic whips lashing out, obeying her every whim, coiling, burning, cutting.
She attacked, as quickly and fiercely as she could.