"I feel like God'll forgive us." Some part of her is endlessly entertained by the idea of punching her way through heaven, too. Or purgatory. The afterlife, painfully boring until now, and part of Venus just wants to stretch this fight out forever because it'll be a change of pace.

"Can you still teleport?" she asks Edie, energy and plasma starting to glow around her own hands and shoulders. "Let's send this lizard back to Tokyo."