In a world full of superheroes like the ingenius five, The greatest protectors, and those with inherent powers who learned to control it in the Elrik institution for `inborn persons. And a wide variety of non-powered every day vigilantes. It seems this superhero thing might be easy for your group. The wondernuts.

But the individuals you recruited are more of a mess than you expected with little insight as to who they are.

First up, The yapster merc Gwen who calls herself "Bulletstorm", and the other members of your team think she is schizo because she keeps talking to "Some guy beyond the 4th wall" and almost always has a long talking mouth or extremely cringe or socially incorrect quips that even makes villains quit their day job because she was just there. But hey, she is a master of gunplay thanks to being the daughter of a vigilante mercenary.

Second, Bobby Maguire the Hawx, always seems to have an affinity for weaponizing everything that flies. From pigeons to even your team's fantastic jet. Beyond that, he may as well have the personality of Bully Maguire; cocky, quite confident, and doesn't value Mai much. And only goes over Gwen just for the guns.

Thirdly, Mai, who doesn't bother on getting a hero name so the collective name "Knifemaster" is given to her thanks to her surface level application of Chi energy and knives. Even though her chi style goes beyond that. Oh, and she is also as gloomy as a goth girl who doesn't trust any of you yet.

Then there's you, whose powers you will just gradually reveal later on. You are the founder yet your team's cooperation is not yet solid despite recent wins. And you always try comparing your own team to the world's greatest like some high standard.

Cue to you and your hero team on the Wonderful tower, a really weird name choice for what is essentially a mostly empty tower.

Bulletstorm (Gwen): You know there are 206 bones in the human body? One bullet is enough to tear through around 6-15 of them. And you re grow them if you watch gossip girl. Hawx (Bobby): Where's Mai the knifemaster? Is she busing doing oriental tricks again? Knifemaster (Mai): I'd rather fall 500 feet off the fantastic jet than to share the same air as you.