"Thanks," Ben told Blake before everything with Superman and Slade went down.
He froze, momentarily stunned, at seeing Mrs. Parr stretch and wrap herself around Slade.
"Ma'am, you just got a hundred percent cooler!" he exulted rushing forward.
The hostage needs to get free and Superman would do a much better job at that than Ben. However, that kryptonite dagger has to go, and he's not one hundred percent sure he can shoot off a fireball with enough accuracy to avoid the hostage or Mrs. Parr.
While Slade's distracted by Mrs. Parr, he reaches out to try and grab onto the kryptonite dagger, hand glowing white hot.
"But I wonder how much heat you can take, freakshow!"
He grabbed onto the dagger near the hilt, focusing on heating up the metal as much as he can.
Augh. Sorry I'm late with this, guys.
He froze, momentarily stunned, at seeing Mrs. Parr stretch and wrap herself around Slade.
"Ma'am, you just got a hundred percent cooler!" he exulted rushing forward.
The hostage needs to get free and Superman would do a much better job at that than Ben. However, that kryptonite dagger has to go, and he's not one hundred percent sure he can shoot off a fireball with enough accuracy to avoid the hostage or Mrs. Parr.
While Slade's distracted by Mrs. Parr, he reaches out to try and grab onto the kryptonite dagger, hand glowing white hot.
"But I wonder how much heat you can take, freakshow!"
He grabbed onto the dagger near the hilt, focusing on heating up the metal as much as he can.