lunged. The needle was inches from Ace’s shoulder when he turned and grabbed her forearm, locking her in a debilitating grip. While his other hand remained outstretched, holding the star toward the city, he forced Nova’s fist to eye level, studying the syringe. The bright yellow liquid sloshed inside. He frowned. “That is not the neutralizing agent,” he said. “No, this is one of Leroy’s,” said Nova. “This one is Agent N.” She drove her other hand forward, jamming the dart into Ace’s side. Ace released her arm and drew back. In the same moment, Nova reached up and snatched the helmet from his
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