She doesn't have anyone completely knife proof, but she doesn't need completely.

Jack avoids the sun while it's forming, and ignores the Spree clones entirely. He just keeps scratching her as best he can.

"She decided she wants our powers," he explains to the other Nine. "Already." No one's exactly surprised.

Drop Spree for Burnscar, light as much of the area on fire as possible. Use that for mobility, drop the teleporter for Damsel. Send a body in close enough for that to be effective, also opens up deathtouch possibilities. Keep one body safe at all times, consolidate and re-split as necessary.

Shatterbird blankets the area in extremely thin glass. Since the Siberian's standing there the thickness doesn't matter, and now there's no fuel on top of it. Crawler jumps in front of a chaos blast, and laughs as it tears into him. (Then he spits a gob of acid, because of course he does.) Mannequin extends an arm...and keeps extending...and then cracks one of Bonesaw's vials in front of one of her bodies. Jack and Cherish, meanwhile, are unerringly pointing out her least targetable body. It accumulates scratches from Jack's knife.

This team works really well together; the fight feels kind of hopeless.

...That's almost certainly Cherish. Still. Not everything is immediately winnable. She can always come back for them. She consolidates and prepares to run.

Then splits in three, one body immediately leaving, the other two returning, laser-focused on getting at Cherish by any means.

This fight seems extremely hopeless. Also impossible to get away from. Cherish can drive someone to kill themself in seconds.

One body rams into one of Mannequin's weapons. A can of maces or something. She's brute enough to keep going. The fleeing body gets a bit of a burn from Jack slicing a glob of Crawler's acid while it's in the air to redirect it into the path of her dodge. At this point he's probably just showing off. More importantly, she can notice something about his shade. Subtle, but it's there. It has ghostly tendrils connecting it to each other shard, becoming marginally more salient when he interacts with others that way.

Cherish, of course, is now touching the Siberian's hand. That'd be the problem with prioritizing so obviously.

Her emotions are untrustworthy, therefore she will not trust them. She has her goal and doesn't need further input on it.

One thing that's not been tried is deathtouch against Siberian protection. It might plausibly route around it, like it did for Crawler.

Jack, she can worry about later.

She can see Cherish's shade, but can't get a metaphorical grip on it. Feels different from Noelle's where she could grab it but not pull.

Even if she's forcing herself through the emotions, it takes valuable attention and is extremely unpleasant. Is she sure she doesn't want to just spend a power slot on making herself immune?

Would also help her get away. She swaps brutes for the metal one.

Gives up on Cherish, consolidates those two, tries for Crawler with a blink.

There's really no defense against the teleportation than to already be touching the Siberian. Or, apparently, to be ridiculously fast at dodging. Jack's shade strengthens its link to hers shortly before the jump, and he calls out in time for Crawler to jolt backward and leave her a face full of acid.

(Knife flat across an elbow. Arm straight at the time, now it's staying that way for a bit.)

Oh, Jack is cheating. How lovely.

She consolidates everything into the fleeing body, and concentrates on getting away.

Knives sticking to her legs mean she's stuck relying on mover powers, but she already knows those are fast enough to evade the Siberian. She will, eventually, get away.

And hopefully, they won't come after her.

To the rendezvous.

It's more just a suggestion for an ambush. Labyrinth is there, as are some of her teammates. Out of costume, not that that matters to Ellie.

Rendezvous, ambush. Really, the only difference is whether both parties are expecting the meeting. She does enjoy having the element of surprise. Split with Prism, swap a central group member for herself with Trickster, deathtouch the swapee and two others in range.

That nets her the target shaker power and two monstrous-looking capes.

The remainder aren't very much competition either.

She lets the paper flutter to the ground next to the bodies.

And now to get out of sight.

Is there anyone left to find it, who knows; it's not like she kept count. It's also not like anyone's following her, so there's very little sight to worry about getting out of.

Makes things easy.

What new powers has she picked up?

Most are pretty minor. Cut inanimate objects at touch range. A flame generator that would be fairly powerful if she didn't already have multiple Burnscars. Two counts of changing form into a mutant with combat-applicable bodily fluids, one a hallucinogen and one more miscellaneous. A small-scale telekinesis that comes out looking like luck. The only really important one is the shaker power.

It looks like simultaneously exploring and creating new worlds, with the capacity to temporarily bring surroundings and objects into the real one and the speed depending on Labyrinth's mental state. Existing places are more based on what kind of day Labyrinth was having when she dreamed up the contents than on what would be most useful, but she can also leave people selectively unaffected.

That is extraordinary. Is she able to route around the speed limit imposed by the previous user's brain peculiarities?

It's more as if Labyrinth is by deep within her power by default now. Being a shade doesn't require much engagement with the outside world anyway, what with Ellie calling the shots. She doesn't have any special advantage in creating the settings, but using them should be toward the easy end of the spectrum.

Good. This power will be very useful for defining the field on her terms, always an advantage.

While she's here, might as well pick up anyone else useful. Like that precog Jack was unwilling to risk.

There's not a lot of public information about Pinpoint. Probably because he's strictly noncombat. But there is an easily locatable Protectorate headquarters, if she wants to risk being seen so soon after Boston.

She doesn't have to be. She's got all these drones. Observation is well within their remit.

It's pretty clear who she's looking for. Gray and black costume, very muted, with a large visor and multiple optical scopes. It practically screams "vision-based thinker power" as well as "not in a public-facing role." Her drones can't check for shades, but she can have a pretty good guess.