The green light shot passed her, looking little more than a smear of color that descended towards Earth. Hal had caught sight of the lightning bolt emblazoned on the woman's chest and knew just who he was coming upon. This was going to be fun.
The burst of green had been little more than a distraction which allowed him to come up behind her, leaving enough distance that any flailing arms would not reach his face. "Marvel," he greeted, his voice oddly authoritative. Inside, he was laughing. For once, he actually had the upper hand.