Miss. Mad Bomber

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I made out a figure running up the stairs. She looked at the direction I was looking at, and chased after. Bad decision, that person was waiting for the prey. I seemed to be able to make out a smile in the inky darkness of the warehouse, as a flame from a lighter flicked, and several fuses burned with almost non-visible sparks. It's about time I help.
"Watch out!" A wave of strong wind blew through the warehouse, and picked up the explosives easily. Then I noticed that the supposedly explosives were stuffed in teddy bears. Looked like something the German or British army would use in WW2. Clever camouflage, but dolls are too light. They spun and got tossed around in the wind like, well, dolls. The fuses stuck to the ground just burnt out, never reaching them.
I chased after too. I was going to knock that person out with a portion of cyclone Olivia. I concentrated, small air currents spun, joined and got bigger, but just as I was about to unleash, that person threw out three rockets. Their tail thrusters made them fly straight at us, I had to use wind to redirect the vector of the rockets. It flew behind us, time seemed to freeze right before the explosion. How do I describe the explosion? Imagine a building being demolished, yeah. This time I almost lost balance, my head was fuzzier than ever, my ears rang so much I couldn't hear anything. My hair and clothes got scorched from the heat. The warehouse caught fire, the sprinklers were destroyed, unable to function. The light illuminated all of us, it's a girl. She looked like she was in her teens, with blonde hair and blue eyes. She was wearing a sailor hat, pleated skirt, and a pair of close fitting leggings. Misaka was first to address her:
"Nice to meet you, Miss. Mad Bomber."

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