The first explosion had brought him to his feet, alert and ready. When Endeavor called out the cops he swore under his breath and stalked over to the glass, cupping his eyes to try and peer through the mirroring. "You could say that," he muttered. He looked over at her and let one shoulder rise and fall. "I guess we have other differences. My 'friends' all tend to want me dead." He approached the door, almost impossible to discern aside from the hairline crack on the inside of the cell, and gave an experimental push. "And I'll tell you now, if those explosions are coming from who I think they are, we're not going to want to stay here for long."<br/><br/>Elsewhere in the facility, Blockade was standing in a hallway, half of which had been blown apart. He touched the radio in his ear. "Endeavor, Detective, I'm at the site of the second explosion now. No sign of--wait a moment..." His arms lowered and hardened, taking on their shiny, half-shield shape as he activated his quirk. Figures were moving in the smoke, at least two of them, maybe more. "Stop there!" he barked. "You are attacking a government facility under the protection of the Endeavor Hero Agency! Surrender immediately!"<br/><br/>"What's that?" came a soft, hissing voice. The villains emerged from the smoke, three in total. The first two were fairly normal, easy to discern, one with claws on each fingertip and a lupine face. The second was shirtless, the balls of his shoulders replaced with shiny, smooth metal that looked somewhat like cannonballs. The third was harder to see, because as it turned out it was not smoke that obscured the hall, but a quirk. A woman lifted her hand, and the smoke was sucked back into a gauntlet mounted on her left arm. "Oh. There you are." She stepped forward, past the other two, her head tilting to one side. She wore a mask that covered the bottom half of her face, and her hair had been shaved down close to the skull with lines of bare scalp streaking back. "Where's Rasputin?" she asked, voice hissing behind the mask.<br/><br/>"I won't warn you again! Surrender, or else!"<br/><br/>"Guess you don't know." She thumbed a release on her glove, and smoke began to drift out of the mechanism again, spreading rapidly away from her and across the floor. Blockade looked down as it swept over his feet.<br/><br/>"Endeavor, sir, I'm under attack--" His call was interrupted by a third explosion, a spark from the glove igniting the entire cloud. The building shook violently a third time.<br/><br/>Back in the cell, Makino braced against the wall as the building rocked once more. He grimaced and turned to the hero that was with him. "It's definitely who I think it is. Smoke Bomb, a.k.a., Zayasu Taji. Look, hero, I know I've been caught, but you and I are both going to be paste if she catches us in an enclosed space. We have to move--now. And if you're thinking Endeavor's going to stop her, think again. She's one of the few that his quirk actually helps."