One, Two, Three. It's over. A small circle of knocked out metahumans proclaims Derple's victory. The faint disappointed sighs of the people that contacted her on the commlink come through much better to Derple's enhanced hearing than it normally would.<br/><br/>Seems they were hoping for at least some injury to occur to Derple, but nope. The state of Derple is exporting pain in such amounts that none come in; other than name, that's basically what one of them says to the other. But still, they send congratulations and say to look closely in the next drop zone. There'll be some extras.<br/><br/>The rest of her group will manage to catch up with her if she takes the whole enemy group back with her, but alone... Derple will probably manage to meet them in the room. Either way, they're going to be able to look around the room, take choice of routes, and hopefully outspeed most of the other groups and do an even better ambush in the next room.