Vincent was the only one still visible, sitting comfortably on the floor inside his cell, one fist closed, examining it closely.
"You miscalculated." He shut his eyes and opened his fist, as lights of every color and spectrum imaginable flooded the room. His teammates would be prepared for it. He was willing to bet the Skrull wouldn't be.
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