The product of genius and madness-- two traits too often found in the same mind. The man who created the first was known only as "The Surgeon." Using practices in the farthest edges of pseudoscience, he harnessed electromagnetic fields in the masks, infusing them with a unique and deadly power.
You have a gun. The Desert Wolf-- who is trying to kill me-- has a gun. I think I should probably have a gun!
[Malia gives Braeden a look, and Braeden sighs before removing the clip from one of her handguns and tossing it to Stiles, who hilariously fumbles with it helplessly until he drops it on the floor. Braeden gives him a "I told you so" look, and Stiles looks embarrassed]
[Tracy, Josh, and Theo are still talking about the Beast in the Dread Doctors' lair while Deucalion watches. Tracy holds out the jar with Belasko's talons]
Actually, they're just useless. Didn't Hayden mention that? Where is she, by the way? I hope her moment of dissent didn't turn into actual desertion. [He inhales deeply] What about the other one? Corey? None of us can see him, blind or otherwise, so I'm guessing he's not here either.
Tell me, Tracy-- just how powerless were you before this all happened? In my experience, it's the truly powerless who are all too eager to demonstrate their new-found strength. So, allow me to demonstrate something more helpful to our cause.
[He easily stands up and pulls the wolfsbane IV out of his arm]
Take their pain, take their life, take their power. It's all or nothing. You take until there's nothing more to give. That's where you'll find the spark of power. And then, you take that as well. Pain, life, power. In that order and only that order.
This kind of power requires risk, Theo. Do it. Put on the mask. Discover the Beast's identity and guarantee your place as an Alpha. As a real werewolf.