The Mind-Wall stands amidst the smoking ruins of a downtown plaza, his heavy boots crunching through concrete as he absorbs a barrage of psychic bolts from the superhero Claire Voyant that merely flare against his cyan conduits. He grabs a hovering news helicopter by the landing skids, grounding it with one hand while the local hero screams in frustration at his impenetrable mental defenses.

Looking directly at Clair with a cold, mechanical gaze, Silas rumbles in a voice like shifting tectonic plates:

"Your thoughts were always your greatest weapon, 'hero'—now, in the silence of my shadow, you realize just how small you truly are."