Chicago suffered a meltdown. After clearing the area, getting Isadora to an ambulance, and luring the Agent to the Chicago river, Felicia allowed her fire to go out of control.
The resulting heat did caused to the girls teleportation glitch, the mix of intense heat the teleportation quantom mechanics sabotaging her control. She glitched uncontrollably in the space, screaming in agony. The fire interceptor still noticed a pattern in her disorganized jumps.
Felicia grabbed the tormented girl by the neck, catching her as she glitched back into this dimention. She slammed Splitz into the ground from a great height. Not even fully noticing that she could fly.
She had no qualms leaving burn marks on the child’s neck, and gave her a hard backhand in the face to finally knock her out. Without so much as a glance toward to amassing firefighters and public servants, she bolted toward the one place she knew could hold the child.
The sound of a smashed window, and the internal temperature spike was enough to capture Kiera’s attention.
The cafeteria, which was adjacent to a roofless patio, became the landing pad for Pheonix, who was still ablaze from her previous fight.
Her orange hair was out, the metals of her suit burned away.
Fire licked at her skin, and her balled fists were the smallest indicator of her plight. Kiera noticed the body dragging behind her immediately.
Another Agent.
“What happened?” Kiera asked.
“I’ll tell you what happened. We’ve entertained the humanoids for too long.” She said as she tossed the unconscious girl down.
“Where can I put her? She teleports.” Pheonix said annoyed.

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