[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#DDA0DD]Antoinette McCarthy[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=#DDA0DD][b]Location:[/b][/color] Galactus Ship - (Group 2) -- SPACE
[color=#DDA0DD][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Illusion Casting[/center][hr][hr]

	It wasn’t that Antoinette wanted Lance to lose control, to lose himself, she just wanted him to be safe. Sure the suits had been designed for speed primarily but they also served as extra protection. The shell for a turtle if you will. If it wasn’t for the Iron Man suit when Antoinette hit her head, she probably would be in a worse situation right now. Antoinette looked at Elizabeth and Carolina, nodding slightly before the door to the next room was opened and they all ventured in. 
	Antoinette shuddered, seeing those awful creatures again. She had been in Maine when everything had happened in New York but she saw the news reports and the media. She didn’t have to be there to see the fear. Using her own fear, Antoinette mustered up a solid illusion of roughly 200 rats. They scurried around the others, wiggling their noses as they raced for the chitauri and climbed up a few of them. They started biting and gnawing on whatever they could in order to damage the creatures and weaken them. A few were even managing to squeeze their way under the suits to get to the flesh of the creatures. It wasn’t pretty and it was more violent that Antoinette was used to being but she had to protect her friends.