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Rala wasn't surprised by how Flicker was taking their new motive. She herself was uneasy with meddling in the matters of higher powers, and the others likely shared her concerns even if they hid it well or pragmatically reasoned their way past their concerns. Aura particularly seemed to be the most adamant that whether they liked it or not, they were in the middle of this strange interplanar power struggle. Rala's anger and desire for revenge were strong but she was no fool, and she saw the reason in both Aura's words and the anxiousness of Flicker. As the two began to brow testy with one another she contemplated how to find a middle ground, luckily Cascade had given her time to thing with her ever-present kindness.

"I'm not happy with it either, Flicker. If we can help it, I would rather not deal with this threat directly, but Aura is right: we're in this whether we like it or not" She finally added with a sigh. As if to reaffirm her thoughts she motioned to the slaves they had just been fighting moments ago. 
"In any regard we have a different goal right now. Cascade's family comes first. We did offer to help them after all" She added, hoping to move to topic along.
"once that's dealt with and done, maybe then we can start worrying about the bigger picture. For now, I say we just take things one step at a time alright?"

Jeremy had been engrossed in the planning before he realized Bolt was gone, by the time he had figured it out the others had begun panicking. He couldn't help but understand Bolt's eagerness to get things started, but he was apprehensive about going in alone. Even as reckless and ballsy as he was, even Jeremy had the common sense to rely on his team. Jeremy's pained expression showed his fear of what might happen next plainly. If two members of the team were to die in such a short time frame it likely meant the end of things. Without this small squad and with the Robins disbanded, what hope did Gotham even have? Jeremy's brooding thoughts were cut off when the shadows of the room began to dance and swirl, hastily engulfing them. Not fully comprehending everyone's abilities a twinge of concern filled his already growing anxiousness but in a sudden blink of an eye, he found himself hit by the cool breeze of the night and the distant sounds of cars alerting him to the change in scenery. It was pitch black here, and as Jeremy's eyes began to adjust, even with his poor night vision he could vaguely make out the blimp Station, or at least that was what he assumed it to be. Looking to his side he saw that Tia had fallen, likely from an exertion of her powers. He had never seen her do anything like this before, it was news to him at all that she could even attempt to teleport this many people. It was a miracle at all that she was still breathing which he faintly saw her doing in Zen's hands. 

Monolith was quick to seize the opportunity, and if the frenzied Bolt or their sudden appearance at the station didn't already tip off the cyborg of their presence then the rapid explosions and yelling from the powerhouse certainly did. Wireframe came in after him, a foolhardy decision but even with Monolith's impressive strength he would need all the help he could get in a straight-up fight. Unfortunately, Jeremy had not been given the time to grab his bat, and with a gun in play, he wasn't going to go charging in himself.
"Guns blazing, not my first choice but always more exciting" He chided as the two of them rushed in.

Looking around he spotted his own entrance: an air vent on the side of the roof. With the power off, the fans would not be controlling his movements and so Jeremy, wordlessly, began to form into a purple mist and slowly made his way to these vents, hoping he could find an exit into the room where the battle would take place.

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