[hr][hr][center][h3][color=d19f6a][b]Ed Penior[/b][/color][/h3]
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[b][color=d19f6a]Location:[/color][/b] Limbo
[b][color=d19f6a]Skills:[/color][/b] Magic
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Ed froze when the Indigenous woman called out a name. His eyes went to the only unknown person on the field that wasn't a fiend. The face was familiar. The name was familiar. That was his (step-) daughter. He touched his pocket where a candy bracelet sat. It had only been a few hours for him, she was almost 3 for him. But here she was, a fully grown adult. 

[color=d19f6a]"Mads."[/color] He whispered. She would not be hurt. Not here. Not under his watch. Something was going on with the others. Ed wasn't certain, but it was time for him to do something. He flicked his right hand and then his left hand in quick succession. Those who had worked with him before would recognize the movement. His force blasts. Normally these were blasts that could knock an opponent back, or a projectile from the air. However, this time the orange light was thin. Almost invisible and it cut through a swath of the demons. Each wrist flick had killed five of the fiends. It was not enough. 

Ed ran forward stopping next to Madalyne. Something was wrong with her. If the newcomer woman was right, she was under some sort of control (other than Prudence's), and Ed figured she would. The sweet child he knew...she wouldn't attack like this. He slowly reached out to touch her shoulder. Theoretically, he could have healed her from a distance, with the bracelet. It was hers, it would have her DNA on it, but from here he could protect her better.

[hider]If Mads is showing distress Ed will try to heal her.[/hider]