Dr. Fate vs. The JSA -- World War II

[doctorfatejsa]

Degaton's soldiers from the future maintain their fire as they are buffeted by Firebrand's flame and Cyclone's torrent, protected by their force shields but clearly on the defense. But already, Johnny Quick seems to have fallen to them

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[midnite_md]

Dr. Mid-Nite has been manhandled by this Dr. Fate - more mage-handled, actually - but he's recovered himself enough to follow the golden-helmed sorceror out towards the others... his eyes widening in concern for the young Hunkel in their charge...

[tornado_mouth]

MAXINE!!!

The voice in her head snaps her around, as she sees the Fate's approach. "Oh no you..."

She gestures, and a localized cyclone wraps around the head of Dr. Fate. The function is twofold- the localized, concentrated gale force is intended to rip the half-mask off of his face while as the same time asphyxiate him as the breathable air is drawn away, then cut off from, his facial area.

[doctorfatejsa]

It's not entirely clear he needs to breathe ... and while it clearly slows him for a moment, a blast crackles from his fingertips ...

[jla_extras]

... but before they find their target, the blasts ricochet of the shining metal gauntlets of Queen Hippolyta ... Wonder Woman!

The Amazon Queen throws herself in-between the sorceror and his intended target.

"Fate ... Kent ... I beg you to stop this. You are not in control ..."

[midnite_md]

"Fate should be fine. If he's conscious at all, he should be easy to get to speak openly."

Johnny, he's not so sure just yet.

"Give me some time and a little room to get to work."

He's got three different bottles out already to soothe the skin burns, and the goggles are scanning for any internal damage.

[jla_extras]

The burns are bad, the internal damage is worse ... he's in bad shape, and probably not going to make it.

[midnite_md]

That's never stopped Dr. Pieter Cross from trying.

Without any of his standard equipment - without any equipment other than what he's carrying on his person, it will be a hell of a risk. But less of a risk than doing nothing.

"If any of you have long-range teleportation abilities to get us back to the headquarters, please speak up now," he says, as he begins rigging up a sonic device used for helping to delicately contain internal bleeding.

"Otherwise, stand back and pray."

With that, he starts to go to work.

[jla_extras]

Briefly, Johnny Chambers' eyes flicker open, and his mouth opens, struggling to find his voice.

Finally, he just says "Libby."

And then he's gone.