Blizzard looked back down the street in the direction from which the others had come. She saw, on the other side of the police barricade, several emergency vehicles, their lights flashing, with doctors and medics running around checking on the dozen or so victims who were harmed by Doctor Danger’s attack. Several police officers also stood around the area, but most of them had yet to cross the barricade to talk with Radicles or the Young Neos; perhaps they were trying to make sure that Doctor Danger and the Condor were truly down.
“Excellent news, my dudes,” said Radicles. “Man, when I was your age, I wasn’t going around saving people from burning buildings and fighting supervillains. Your generation is even more radical than mine.”
Stinger looked at Radicles in confusion. “Who are you?”
