He is, apparently, taking the fake Rewind a long way away to the northwest, teleporting only as far as he can find stable landings to teleport to.
"Follow him, try to remain undetected, the plan may still work," Armsmaster calls, and the noise of his motorcycle starting can be heard in the background halfway through the sentence.
Oni Lee is fast, being able to just go wherever he's looking, and he gains on the heroes easily, crossing half the city in only a few minutes. Eventually he arrives with the Rewind-copy at another warehouse, this one with a metal table and a chair right in the middle, and completely empty of any other content.
"Sit," Oni Lee orders.
"Why?" Rewind asks.
"Sit," he repeats, shoving her toward the chair. "Wait." When she does sit, he looks out the one non-boarded window and after a few seconds becomes dust.
Glam conjures another hidden camera there, and after ten minutes, Oni Lee reappears, wearing his more usual demon mask, with Lung in tow, unmasked. Not that that makes much of a difference, even with a mask his heavily tattooed body is always visible, and he'd be easily recognizable in public.
The parents are together, sitting, with two thugs pointing guns at their heads.
"Act normally, pretend you don't believe him," Armsmaster instructs. "Transit, do you have good enough reaction time to rescue them or will you be bringing Rewind with you?"
"Yeah but we should try to delay that as much as possible, if Lung realizes we're on our way he might start dragon-activating too soon and we want to postpone that as much as possible."
"I will make you an offer. You work for me, they stay alive. You slip up, you tell the heroes, I suspect you of stealing a candy, they die."
"You seem awfully confident in your ability to keep them hidden from me."
Lung frowns.
"You could try to encourage me with something more than threats that will make me try to get creative to avoid?" she asks, and rubs her fingers together in the universal 'money' gesture.
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