Yellow Beauty Burns Gold.

[Ms. Marvel]

“Okay, okay,” the heroine stammered after accessing cybernetic soldier and the situation, “when this is over, I’ll have to buy you a beer, if you do that sort of thing.” Raising to the air with a giggle, several feet above the gunman, she addressed him a finale time before zipping off to battle, “I don’t know about anyone else, but I’ll stay out of your cross-hairs.”

Advancing into battle, Ms. Marvel felt the seconds before combat drone on. It was strange, not moving at the speed of a bullet, but, unfortunately for the nearest suit, she still hit like one. Gloved knuckles tore through his bottom right incisor and dislocated his jaw, all before the momentum caught up to his body, sending the gunman skipping and tumbling against the nexus floor, like a rock to water.

The heroine was true to her word, once the assailant’s face left Marvel’s fist, she soared upward, free of the danger from friendly fire. High above the fray of bullets, fists, and steel, the space around Carol Danvers began to tremble. A golden aura, charged with electric-photon properties, enveloped her body, and caused a volley of concussion blasts and energy beams to rain down upon the remaining suits.

With most of the enemy beaten or in retreat, Ms. Marvel lowered herself next to Alexander. “Nicely done,” she said as she used her thumb to indicate the women several yards away, “but let’s make sure they’re okay before we celebrate.”

With the futuristic soldier in tow, the pair of primes made their way towards the girls.

"Thanks!" the golden-haired fighter said, and gave the two a cheerful thumbs up and a wide grin. "So, which one of you can tell me where the exit's at? This has been fun and all, but I was sort of in the middle of something."

“Couldn’t tell you,” Ms. Marvel answered, “and I get the feeling we’re all in that boat.” Carol accessed the two ‘victims’ for injury. If you could call them that, they handled themselves as well as any Ms. Marvel had ever seen. Still, it was best to be vigilant. ”How did we make it out over here?” The blonde heroine asked, “Are you two hurt?” She reassured them with her smile, nodded to her new acquaintance, and gave her hero’s best, “We came as quickly as we could. How can we help?”