Maybe...

"Find anything else?" You three have been searching for the past 5 minutes, and the only thing out of the ordinary were two sets of footprints: one that was probably Luthor, and another that was about three times as big... The kidnapper. Near as you can tell, the huge crook walked to the bed and pulled the covers off, grabbed his victim and 'walked' him out to the balcony. Since there weren't any other footprints, except a smudge on the railing, Luthor was dragged off the balcony; scorch marks near the edge suggests the thief used rockets to escape.

"Sorry, amigo," said Vigilante, standing up from crouching low. "There's nary another clue to be found."

"And we're nowhere closer to discovering who our culprit is," the Knight added as he did the same.

"Maybe..." But you weren't convinced. You wished in your head to have a pair of heat-seeking goggles to find a trail. At that moment, your animal powers responded! The cowboy, sir Justin, and Mercy watched as the ghostly form of what was called a vent shrimp appeared, wiggling its antennae as though you were.

"Tarnation..." Vigil mused, smiling under his bandana. "So that's Vixen does it."

"Merlin's beard," sir Justin said nervously. "Is that sorcery?"

"No, partner." Vigilante explained that there is a type of energy that Vixen, and you, can tap into to utilize the natural abilities of animals. Mercy seemed quietly interested in you, for some reason; the shrimp disappeared and you could see a heat trail! "That way!" you pointed. As you ran to follow it, the cowboy tipped his hat and thanked Mercy, and the Knight just gazed at her while following both of you.

Mercy stared at where you all ran off, undoing two top buttons on her shirt, and she lightly rubbed her fingers up and down on her chest.