Elysia raised an eye brow and concentrated a good deal of her rage into that simple gesture, "You almost had me for a second there, I seriously thought that Wiper was talking. Cool trick." Elysia was fairly sure the new 'heroes' weren't dead, she could sense them but only barely. "If you want to talk I'll be waiting right here, I'd love to have a chat. I'm almost certain you have a few friends and a body of mine and I'd like them back. As much as I would love to visit you I doubt it would be any easier to accomplish my goals in Hope than it is here. Plus I hate you, I still hate you and until the day you manage to brainwash me I will hate you so you can imagine the joy I feel in creating these small annoyances for you. So if you want to talk then you'll have to come to me." Elysia sat down in a chair that appeared seemingly out of thin air and crossed her arms. The air around her seemed to crackle with energy any one who got too close would be reduced to a pile of ash.