Tracks opponents as they change shape

The woman screamed, struggled against strength that could lift a cement mixer, and then she disappeared.

No, not disappeared. The camera, struggling to keep up with the changes in lighting and other screwy signals, started tracing her in golden lines that lagged behind her as she dramatically changed shape and size.

She'd shrunk, from human-sized to barely two inches tall, slipping from the Fragile One's grip. I felt her bump into the Fragile One, unable to detect where the forcefield started or stopped, then she closed in on our group.

- Last 20.4