Inquisitor easily grabbed ahold of the soldier, whose effort to dodge was in vain. The woman grimaced and struggled, but the superhumanly strong teen suppressed the struggling soldier with minimal effort. Oddly, the woman seemed stronger than she should be, but she was still no match for Inquisitor's own strength.
"Damn you, Insurgent scum!" She growled.
Female Regime soldier - the only girl of the bunch, actually - is now Bound. She totally flubbed that roll.
The other soldier that was still free suddenly found himself being bound and utterly frozen as the chains bound him up.
"Wh-what?!" He exclaimed, and the flying teen could hear the grimace in his voice as he struggled feebly. Nevertheless, he was totally immobilized - unable to move even slightly, thanks to the tight magical chains binding him.
Regime Soldier #3 is now Defenseless and Immobile. I should probably start handing out hero points and rerolling for the baddies, shouldn't I?
Meanwhile, the power ring chimes softly on Janet's finger.
"Searching... found. Target designated 'Blast Master' is currently twenty-nine miles... twenty-six miles and descending, estimated landing approximately... forty feet from current location." If a ring could be snarky, Janet's was almost certainly taking a sarcastic tone with her, as if to ask where
else she thought he might be. He hadn't been gone for
that long yet.
So she flew straight up, ascending towards where he would be dropping by.
As she did so, the woman desperately attempted to escape from Inquisitor's grasp, and almost managed to make her escape, but Inquisitor quickly snatched her again, preventing the woman from making good her escape.
The soldier bound in magical chains remained frozen, unable to escape the chains' grip.
Finally, as Janet swooped upwards, she spotted Blast Master coming downwards at what was likely terminal velocity.
"Die, invader!" He shouted, and somehow, he unleashed a pink blast at her that struck her neatly in the head.
GL needs to make a DC 33 Toughness check.