[ Wednesday resists the shockwave, just barely with an 11, and gazes up at the man. ]

You really do lack any shred of creativity, don't you? Lightning bolts? Jumping around a little? Mind controlling people into emotionless drones? No pizzazz, no style. But then again, typical for an old, very human man like you.

[ Her attack this round, though, is going to be aimed at the barrier. No point trying and failing to shoot the egg. ]