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[blind_will]

One would think that being nigh all-powerful should come easy. This is the sort of thing most people only dream of. Travis is slowly learning the extent of his powers and awareness, with Ion pushing him to learn faster

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[sinestro_corps]

A Green Lantern would do well to steer clear of this man's jaws. The power ring of a Sinestro Lantern would be enough of a destructive temptation, but Schlagg-Man has grown accustomed to the Bismollian steel dentures that will happily chomp through armoured doors.

[blind_will]

Ion selects this one - a large target, to be sure, to be the first to fall before him. Targeting his field, he tries to overwhelm the Corpsman's force field before targeting his jaw, seeking to snap it.

"Your savagery is no match for the Lanterns. Surrender."

[sinestro_corps]

Schlagg-Man shrugs off Ion's assault- for now. He roars bestially as his hulking weight darts toward Ion.

[sinestro_corps]

As another seeks to pin him from behind.

[blind_will]

Briefly, Travis' mind darts through ideas and scenarios - and they get shunted aside to simply power through this confrontation. His shields absorb incoming attacks with relative ease, even if he's still guarding the planetform as well, and blasts radiate out from his green-ringed form towards both attackers.

[sinestro_corps]

DevilDog is taken by surprise, the emerald blast washing over him, hurtling him back into the cloud of Sinestro Corps.

[sinestro_corps]

But more charge into the breach as replacement. The power behind the Ion symbiote is terrifying, and even if he can handle the platoon of Corpsmen forever, he's not going to be able to protect Mogo at the same time.