"Ack!" And they called her the trouble make her. A dog pile of ghosts landed on the bomb before it went off the fire ball was gave off a brilliant glow while it as in-cased in it's blue ectoplasmic bubble but it took it's toll on Wicked fell to her knees clutching her stomach. her insides felt like they were on fire and she was coughing out smoke. As she felt the vibrations of his footsteps on the fire escape Wicked knew she was shit out of luck.