"Min, that's just gross," I sneered to the getaway car as the geese started assaulting the car. So much for diplomacy. I hopped off of the roof of the squadcar, floating down and landing like a feather instead of a man. "Miasma, we're fine. They aren't gonna last five minutes," I said as I walked over to the car that had been behind. It had yet to move and Miasma's fog would make sure that it didn't, you didn't wanna drive through the fog that came out of a parahuman.

I started tapping my bat along the hood of the car in behind the geese and rounded my way around to the driver's side. "Open the back door, let her out."