“Danna, Oscar, get out of here!” Nova shouted. She raced past the altar and gathered up the discarded throwing stars. “You’re not superheroes anymore, and he’s just going to keep using you against Adrian if you don’t leave!” Oscar sent her a frazzled look, then turned to Adrian. “I’m sorry, is this a thing we’re doing again?” “What?” said Adrian. “Trusting her!” Oscar yelled. Before Adrian could respond, Phobia re-formed, towering behind Oscar. He raised the scythe, and Adrian gasped, already envisioning the swing of the blade coming down on Oscar’s throat. But then a war cry erupted through
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