The man, Diego, asked Torch, “Is that your ultimate move? Are the two of you worried that you’ve given away too much information too early?”
Torch, with her aflame mask, turned her face up slightly to look the man in the eyes before veering to the camera and delivering only three words.
“No. And no.”
Quill let his mask smirk as he elaborated, “My esteemed colleague, Torch, isn’t the chattiest person around. But as she so efficiently answered, no and no. That’s hardly our ultimate move. Nor are we remotely worried that others might figure out a way to counter it or that we used it too early.”
Seeing that Quill would be the main source of words from the duo, Page leaned in. “So, you have greater destructive forces in your repertoire?”
Quill laughed, “Was that not clearly implied?”
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