The scientist burst into laughter, the sound high-pitched and manic, echoing through the bunker like the cackling of a hyena. He was clearly delighted by the dismayed look on Jelo's face, his eyes gleaming with twisted satisfaction as he watched his final creation prepare to finish what the others had started.
Mira, where she was bound up in the dampening net, was trying desperately to escape. She had tried several things earlier, back before the scientist had brought her into the bunker. Some of the things she had tried included cutting the net with her knife, sawing at the energy-infused fibers with the blade's edge, but the material had resisted every attempt. She'd tried to snap it with her raw strength, pulling and twisting with everything she had, but the net was designed to hold ability users far stronger than her. It wouldn't budge. It wouldn't give.
