Warlock cringed at the impact, and almost looked surprised when his mystical shield held.  "G-guess you oughta have done your homework too, huh?  You think beating up a chump like Tin Man makes you someone?"  Even as the sorcerer aimed his staff again, thorny vines were bursting from the pavement underneath the Spoiler -- fast, but trivial for the combined reflexes of Whiplash and Arachnerd to evade, and a burst of greenish flames whipped past as he dodged and Warlock growled in irritation.<br/><br/>One air elemental swooped by and caught hold of the Spoiler for a moment, trying to yank him upwards; the creature was pretty damned strong for a gaseous form, but still easy to shake off.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">"I have the worst teammates ever,"</span>Hellcat groaned, scrambling aside to try and line up another shot.