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Quickly you began to walk forward. You tried to figure out a possible way to go through this. Finding no real good way to go through this you decided to go with the punches.
                          
You quickly enclosed your two palms together.
                          
"What was the incantation?" You questioned before hearing Peter rise from the building rubble.
                          
"Umm, Ocheroy de eldritch unt flagellum." You pulled your hands apart summoning eldritch magic between your fingers.
                          
Quickly you formed an eldritch whip. You panted holding onto the spell before you pulled it apart to stretch it out. You held up your arm aiming cleanly for the Vulture.
                          
Just before you could fire Peter quickly grabbed you and ran.
                          
The vulture flew out into the air flying up towards the sky. You of course being shocked by this odd reaction from Peter you tried to pull off from his tight grip.
                          
"What are you? Oh my god!" You exclaimed before realizing Peter shot you and himself forward.
                          
You held on tightly to him as he did this. Before you both took off with the Vulture. Being the sorcerer supreme was likely one of the scariest things a person can go through. But somehow this. This was worst.
                          
Peter was gripping onto you tightly. Ensuring that you would be safe. Yet here you were holding onto him as tight as you could. The vulture grappled onto the plane's side. Clamping his weird talon feet into the side before covering himself with his wings. 
                          
Peter quickly gripped onto the building sticking to it with his power.
                          
You collected yourself before looking back up to the sky slapping you in the face. Your hand stretched out in front of you.
                          
"What're you doing?" Peter asked which you hushed him.
                          
"Hold up let me concentrate." You said before you closed your eyes.
                          
"Teleportation un tempus. Teleportation un tempus!" You suddenly appeared inside the plane.
                          
This was one of your first time using this spell outside the sanctum. You breathed a sigh of relief seeing how you were not somehow melded into the airplane. Which was a usual drawback of using this spell. Then there was the fact that Peter was not here with you. You looked around before a groan escaped your lips.
                          
"Damn!" You quietly exclaimed before you began to scuttle forward.
                          
You looked over to man who piloted the culture wings aka Liz's dad. You tracked how he began to look through the crates. Somehow, you'd have to stop him before he would go on and... I don't know do evil. Still, you contemplated a multitude of possibilities before you came upon the most logical of them.
                          
Gathering your courage, you panted before jumping out from behind the crates. Causing a loud noise that attracted the attention of the man.
                          
"You wouldn't mind going out the way you came would you?" You questioned leanign your back against a nearby crate.
                          
"Who the hell're you?" HE questioned which had you sigh.
                          
"Strange is all you need to know."
                          
"I don't know what game your playing kid. But i sure as hell don't want to play it now you can walk away or i'll have to put you away." He said before returning to investigating the crates.
                          
"They never listen do they." You talked to yourself before you clapped your hands together.
                          
"Ocheroy de eldritch unt flagellum!" With the magic invoked you pulled your hands apart summoning an eldritch whip. You took a stance holding the whip to your side.