Editing Ligeia (section)

===[[New Delhi]]===
Ligeia was deployed with the other Ambassadors to [[New Delhi]] to combat [[Behemoth]].

After attempting to drive Behemoth back using her power, she was hit by a lightning bolt. [[Weaver]] assumed that she died, although she may have survived.<ref>[[Crushed 24.4]]</ref>
<ref name="24.4 e1">Ligeia was the first I recognized. The conch shell mask, one of Accord’s people. Citrine would be close by…<br/><br/>Or not. I swore under my breath, touched ground to reorient myself, then hurried around a corner.<br/><br/>She was creating a massive portal, widening it with every passing moment. It made me wonder if there was a reason there were so few recordings of the Endbringer attacks, if the PRT hid this sort of thing. They’d hidden the particulars of the Echidna attack, and one of the reasons Alexandria had argued, a reason I had argued in favor of that, was because it wouldn’t go over well with the public to know just how much devastation a single parahuman could be capable of.<br/><br/>Her portal was perhaps twenty feet across, circular, and cold water gushed out, as if forced by an incredible pressure.<br/><br/>It was the sort of defensive measure that you employed when there weren’t any frontline combatants left. A desperate, violent one, like Sundancer’s sun. My bugs found her ear, and I communicated as clearly as I could, “Run.”<br/><br/>She didn’t hear. Doggedly, she stood her ground, drenching Behemoth, widening the portal’s radius. So hard to tell just how much, without losing bugs to the spray. Twenty five feet? Thirty?<br/><br/>“Run,” I tried again. I muttered, “Run, Ligeia.”<br/><br/>He erupted with lightning, and I could momentarily see his silhouette in the distance, the light cutting through the thick clouds of smoke and dust. I could see the tendrils of lightning as though through a strobe light, holding positions as they followed the flow of the water, then changing to other targets, finding solid conductors to latch onto. The entire geyser was lit up.<br/><br/>She changed tacks, and the portal began sucking. The lightning disappeared, and Behemoth stumbled forwards towards the opening, the water now reversing direction.<br/><br/>Eidolon appeared like a spear from the heavens, striking him between the shoulderblades. Behemoth nearly crashed through. His claw settled on the portal’s edge, as though it had a physical mass to it, slipped through. The lightning wasn’t traveling far, now, and the image of it was soon lost in the smoke.<br/><br/>The portal closed, and Behemoth managed to claw his way back, simultaneously fending off Eidolon, the lighting growing stronger with every passing second.<br/><br/>He lurched, and dropped several feet, the ground shaking. The light show marked the geyser spraying up around his leg, apparently having sunken into a portal.<br/><br/>Close it, I thought. Sever it.<br/><br/>But she didn’t. Not an option, it seemed. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/06/18/crushed-24-4/ Excerpt] from [[Crushed 24.4]]</ref>