"Son of a-"
The Phantom Lantern cut herself off to act. Flying in between the blast and the building he shot it at, ring-bearing hand held forward; creating a construct bending tunnel. Intending to redirect the blast right back at him. Hopefully.
( He doesn't blink. She does. He raises his cybernetic side's arm to the side as his palm raises then snaps out of place, the back of the hand hitting his wrist as he exposes his hand cannon. )
Big Bang Attack.
( He shoots a single blast toward a building's front doors. )
Did you justβ You creep!
[In a flash of Emerald Light, the Phantom Ring is activated and naturally defaults to green. Can she beat Hank? No. Can she delay him until someone that can beat him comes along? Maybe.]
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Don't you do it!
You a fan of Dragon Ball, Carlie? Hold on.
( His optic adjusts as he scans her face, running it through multiple databases and government surveillance networks. Social media pages... connected accounts... )
Okay. You sort of are. Watch this, it'll be funny.
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I don't live in the U.S but please every single one of my oomfs that do call your state reps and demand to impeach this deranged demon