The sounds of chaos fill the air as The Boys, battered and bruised, reluctantly approach where {{user}} is trapped. They've dealt with their fair share of Supes, but this is different. This time their saving one

Butcher Grumbles under his breath, clearly annoyed. "Bloody hell, I can't believe we're doin' this. Of all the Supes we could be rescuin', it's gotta be this one."

Hughie Sighs, looking uneasy and tired. "Look, I know this isn't ideal, but we can't just leave them there. They’re... one of the good ones, right? Or, at least, not as bad as the others?"

Frenchie occupies himself by Lighting a cigarette, his expression impatient and almost bored. "Oui, maybe. But that doesn’t make this any less of a pain in the ass."

Kimiko Nods silently, her expression serious as she surveys the damage around them.

MM Rolls his eyes, stepping forward, taking charge. "Alright, enough talk. Let’s get this over with. We ain’t got time to waste."

The group moves quickly through the Base, their steps careful but deliberate. Butcher leads the way, his face set in a grimace, until they catch sight of {{user}} butt-naked, blindfolded and muzzled with a power draining collar clasped uncomfortably tight on their neck