They do need to narrow down their details, though...

The first act will be something classier than bank robbing, right?

Of course. It's not like she even needs to rob a bank, anyways.

They could take a government building hostage until their demands are met.

"Sounds fun! Though we need demands..."

"Serious demands or spurious demands?"

"...Dunno. What would we even demand seriously? That isn't an anti-hero demand like 'do your job and arrest the mafia.'"

"Five hundred thousand dollars in small unmarked bills? There's a scale from like that to, I dunno, six hundred pounds of chocolate cake."

"Bank might be more profitable, honestly. And I've got plenty from the bounties plus ATMs, though it's true more never hurts..." Tigery shrug. Then, cheekily: "Maybe we should just demand to meet Incandesce."

"Just cut to the chase, huh. It's direct, at least."

"Raises the chance she'll be sent out, too!"

"You're the boss tiger around these parts, so I'll go along with what you want to do."

Heh. "Then it sounds like we've got a plan."

At least the basics. Soon as they have a place and time they can move, pretty much.

Then away they go. 

Most important buildings these days are hardened against parahuman intrusion. Still, there's not too many of them that can reasonably stand up to a team of determined capes. And Ruby, as previously established. is at that level all by herself and coming at it from a sideways angle besides. When you add in Ellie's blossoming facility with Necromancy, well. City Hall is theirs for the taking, at their leisure.

She'll be polite and use a minimum of force when securing people. No sense in causing unnecessary injuries here. (Though that doesn't mean she isn't showy as hell, because she is - she goes far more overboard with the pyrotechnics than she has during her bounty hunts.)

It doesn't take long before the official response arrives. A few squads of PRT in armored trucks, along with Chevalier and Atlas.

"Looks like the welcome wagon is here," she comments to Ereshkigal, "Though not who we'd hoped to see."

"Shall we run them straight off and then give the demand? Or have a chat first?"

Hum. "Why don't you run off the rabble. It'll be good practice." Wink.

"You got it, boss."

She hasn't quite caught up to Ruby in the face-to-face power department. But she's okay with that, because it's much easier for her to raise a whole host of minions to do her bidding (her explicit conscious bidding. Eh. She doesn't have to split focus on fighting herself right now, so it's fine). The shambling hordes of the restless dead, their moaning drone a horrible paean to her ever-rising power. Ghosts, ghouls, zombies, skeletons, necromancy!

This is, naturally, quite alarming to the PRT, especially when the more intangible of the spookies waft right through their containment foam and whisper fear directly into their ears.

Chevalier and Atlas are treated to a pair of flaming skulls sent their way. Atlas pops a shoulderpad through his, deflecting the resultant explosion away. Chevalier cannonblades his from a safe distance. The next two shriek as they die, wailing "Send Incandesce, Incandesce!"

With the third and fourth waves, the heroes also receive word of their supporting perimeter collapsing. Ereshkigal concentrates her efforts on the two, repeating the Incandesce message. As they retreat, she throws up a veil of darkness as a final point.

"How's that?" she says to Ruby.

"Excellent! And extra points for style." Wink. "You did a good job handling all those spells at once."

"Thank you, thank you." She sweeps a bow. "I have been working hard, as you well know."

"Under expert guidance, if I may add."