The Immortal continued nearing the reactor room, a feeling of elation overtaking him the closer he got. Suddenly, the world went dark. Did he die? Did one of the metas finally do it? No, he still felt pain. He was still alive, he just couldn't see or move his hands. The woman who could phase through objects, it must have been her. The Immortal was disappointed that this was all they could do to stop him, a concrete wall was nothing to his strength. Then he felt himself begin to lose the ability to move other parts of his body. It started from his legs and was now spreading upward. So, that wasn't the extent of their plan. Still, they only delayed the inevitable. The Immortal began to moving his right hand first. It took a bit of effort, but he did finally release it from the wall. Next he used his free hand to help release his left hand. Now that both hands were free, he easily tore the concrete from his body. He hadn't seen who had surrounded him in the hard material, so he lashed out at the nearest person: Freyja. He punched her in the chest as hard as could with his right hand, while sweeping with his left. He hadn't really been paying attention to aiming as he swept his left arm, so he only just barely hit Chimera, sending him flying away, while just missing Elementalist all together. The Immortal continued lumbering towards the Reactor Room.