Maria

Swallowing hard, I opted for the latter, especially since the former seemed quite unfavorable in front of this large crowd. I was forcibly marched up onto the stage under the scrutiny of every attendee. My heart raced.

"What are you doing?" the blonde woman asked the man in the Hercules mask as he approached us.

"Helping you identify the intruder," he replied while standing on the stage near me, "He's clearly an imposter."

"He's from the 3rd group," she said with a smile.

"He's not from your group."

"How would you know?"

"Simple," the man laughed delightedly, and his palm soon turned white. Shortly after, vapor condensed into a ball in his hand which he swiftly threw at one of the blonde woman's bodyguards offstage. The vapor ball seemed to hit an invisible shield surrounding the bodyguard and dispersed, forming an emblem that looked like a perching dove.