Marisa had been good. She really had. She'd stayed more or less in the background and let the stealthy and diplomatic people do their thing. She wasn't going to do something stupid, especially when it could get them all crushed by a thousand tons of falling debris AND collapse an apartment building.

But there was an undeniable desire burning inside her to be the conduit for that much pure power once again. She would be lying if she said she wasn't EAGER for a justified reason to use her one trick again. She had the Mini-Hakkero in her hand, and it was steaming slightly while lights flashed from within.

"NOW can I?"