Superheroine Central -

shouted Nova, whose gravitational powers were useless if she couldn't anchor herself. She hopped on one foot through the common area, her fiery red ponytail whipping behind her.

she said. “Tempo’s power is rhythm-based. If you fight to his beat, you lose. So today, you dance to yours.” superheroine central

Not the red one—that was for earthquakes, kaiju, or alien invasions. This was the purple alarm. The tricky one. The one that meant: someone’s messing with reality again. shouted Nova, whose gravitational powers were useless if

But at Superheroine Central, that was just another Tuesday. And they wouldn’t have had it any other way. you lose. So today

said Drift, a woman made of living mist, without looking up from her tablet. “You put it there after the sentient ice cream incident.”