More backup arrived then in the form of Wanda and Jessica, appearing a few feet away in a flash of red light. Wanda headed straight for the body in Tony's arms and knelt beside the child and Iron Man with her fingertips glowing. If there was even the smallest chance, she'd take it. Wanda brushed the boy's forehead cautiously but felt immediately that the body was an empty shell, they were too late to do anything for him. She gently closed his eyes and then rose, glancing around to really take in the scene. Here was a dead boy, Iron Man was preoccupied, Pietro was impatient, a god had been knocked unconscious, and the Hulk was hulking. It looked as if they might be too late to do anything for anybody. She glanced around for a directive and settled her gaze on Jessica. Sirens sounded in the distance and the whir of helicopters beat the air as they drew nearer to the construction site.