“They sent us backup, huh?” one of the Huntsmen asked. A woman with her hood down, wearing a white mask with a lot of airbrushed details on it. It made me think of Snow White—black hair perfectly arranged, overly rosy cheeks and eyeshadow, crimson lips. Their cape and hair blew against the wind, not with.

“Precog said it improved the numbers. We’ve had a few run-ins with Damsel, Sidepiece, Hookline, and Nailbiter. Disjoint’s not around?”

Snow White answered, “Recovering from an injury. Sidepiece has a few parts of him with her, from what she said.”

“Damsel’s twin was on our team as Swansong. Swansong died in the raid, it’s part of why Damsel is acting out now.”

“Good to know. That wasn’t in the briefing.”

“Questions? Concerns? Any way I can help? Need any rundowns on power?”

“We got the rundowns. The priority is evacuating. There’s a lot of people still out there.”

I looked and I saw a few. People hunkered down in their vehicles, periodically putting their heads up to look around.

“I’m not positive what we can do. They might be better off staying put,” I said.

“They keep using maximum danger powers. Damsel of Distress’s chaos storm power. If something goes wrong, those people are right in the middle of it. We tried to bait them away, but they aren’t biting.”

“Loot’s too tempting,” I said. Torso started to pick up a piece of luggage and fell over, faceplanting into the top of a car, shattering the windshield and partially caving the roof in. Hookline and Gibbet were sorting through a suitcase, with Gibbet holding something lingerie-ish up against her front. Way too big for her.

Hookline, meanwhile, cracked open what might have been a jewelry box, going by the glitter as he emptied the contents into his hand. Gibbet laid the see-through top over the top of the case, and Hookline emptied the jewelry box onto it, so they could sort through.

Damsel put bladed fingertips to her mouth, then whistled, sharp. Backwoods and Trophy Wife looked, then began to retreat.

“Move up!” Snow White ordered her people.

“Looks like my team just arrived on the scene,” I said. “She’s pulling back to defend.”

“Stay out of their ranges, do what you can. You know the restrictions?”

“Yeah. Minimize powers, only use always-on powers or ones that were turned on before the fight,” I recited.

“Any help you can give is great.”

“Rundown on Trophy Wife, anything else about Backwoods or Mockument? What does Torso do?”