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“Quite right!” Doc agreed as he herded Peter and Nena back the way Catherine and he had come. “Catherine, if you would provide us some cover.”
Her hands were clasped in front of her as though in prayer, though the words that passed through her lips were far from holy. “Stop bothering me and I would!” she snapped before she returned to her chants. “Rise up and freeze my enemies with your cold hearts.”
A faint blue glow appeared from the floor around them. The white tiles floored were frozen solid from beneath a moment before they were thrown upward by the protruding force of large ice spikes. The tiles crashed into the ceiling, as did any of the Agents who stood on said tiles. The hard, sharp plaster smashed against their thick skulls and bodies, and the agents dropped to the gr
