Nova could see every bullet, and everyone in this legion was just cultists in robes and, most importantly, just girls. Nova smirked as he unleashed a wave of magic and suddenly, every cultist just dropped.
The truck just hit the side of a building. It wasn't going very fast, but everyone was out cold, "What was that?" Titan asked as Specter stopped illuminating the area.
...
"Shit, they've gone dark." One of the cultists on the rooftop said as they had just moved in position to make a shot. "Octane 11-a, copy?" She said but no response, "Homage 2-Crown, copy?" She saw the lights on as they ran into a building.
"Did anyone see what happened?" She asked as she looked back into her scope waiting for the enemy to just reveal themselves. Suddenly, the entire area went bright, blindingly bright, causing the sniper to yell in pain; all of them did.
They were gone, they're targets slipped from under them. "Shit" She muttered as she looked up and down the street when she felt something to the back of her head. It was a whole hand threatening to remove her cowl from her head.
"Drop the weapon," Nova said with a hand on her cowl; she was shocked at how he got to her so quickly despite being on the ground. She slowly let go of the rifle; Nova then, a bit cruelly, forced her head back to look at him. Before letting go, she turned around.
With that, her hood fell, revealing her long, bright green hair. "How did you-" Nova didn't respond, but then Rogue climbed up with the intent to make her talk, "That doesn't matter, but all we now need is an answer!"
She scowled as Rogue approached; the cultist's blue eyes seemed weird for someone so evil. "Wait, Rogue. What's your name?" He asked stretching a hand out to her.
"My name is Alice..." She said taking the hand of Nova.