As soon as the door busted, Hal started waving the crowd through, but when Proton fell, he stopped mid-motion, giving the unconscious man an incredulous stare.

"Seriously? At least look like you're trying."

Granted, he didn't know exactly what Gwen was capable of, and he knew a lot of them probably hit a lot harder than the average person, but still. One punch? Come on, that was just disappointing.

A chain of green light faded into view around Proton, binding his arms behind his back. No sense in taking chances.