The hostages are in the hands of the rest of the group. Lisa only has eyes for her target. The time twisting or speed, whatever it is, she'll feel it soon enough, makes him hard to track, but the others are giving it their all.
As soon as she's close enough to feel the tell-tale prickling of another altered individual, she strikes out. Like breathing in the energy right out of him.
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