<br/><strong>Name: </strong>Captain Marvel, Carol Danvers<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Underground tunnels<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Silver Samurai, Ghost Rider<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Her torn uniform<br/><br/>Looking down on the fallen as she held him in her arms, Carol thought of removing his helmet. He was heavy and she was exhausted, but having superhuman strength proved more than useful in this situation. Her fingers wrapped in torn black gloves slid across his mask and she could feel his shallow breath on her fingertips.  He was still alive, barely. No way would she leave him there.<br/>The Hellcycle roared in a low tone as it came to its master and then she heard Ghost Rider’s voice for the first time. It didn’t sound human.  Just as she was able to control stellar energy and the electromagnetic spectrum, Captain Marvel was also able to use gravity in her favor. She took one more look at the man in her arms and lifted him up, wondering what creating a gravitational bubble around his massive form could to him. She didn’t remember ever trying that before, but there was so much she forgot from her past.  It could change his body structure and it could kill him. And if the bubble happened to nucleate, then the warp might send all of them into a whole different space, if not time.  The risks and implications were just too many. Gritting her teeth, she flew over to the waiting Ghost Rider and set Silver Samurai on his back, while she coiled her arms around his armored waist, locking him between them.<br/>“We’re not leaving anyone behind.” She said gazing back into the Rider’s orbs, making a statement rather than asking for his permission. Yet she was so very grateful to him, for his sudden, almost miraculous appearance and once they were back to safety she’d make sure to show him that. For now she only hoped that the Samurai still had enough in him to make it out of this alive.