"I'm sure you do, sweetheart," Red called out, walking forward. The agent scoped out the scene before her. Not a pretty sight. Approaching the perpetrator, Red held her hands up, not here to fight see, and stopped within a few feet of Wicked. "Name's Betty Ross, here on behalf of SHIELD. Please let the civilians go and chat with me a sec. I don't want you to do anything you might regret later."