Mysterion stood at the ledge of a tall building, looking down at the cars in the streets, their sounds filling up the night ambience. "Another night, another patrol." Boredom lacing his voice.

He hoped someone jumped on the team comms and started bitching at him for some random shit, just so he could get his mind off this boring night patrol. He even hoped one of Mephesto's mutants went on a rampage, just so he could beat it up, because at least then this night patrol would be meaningful.