Purity floated above the docks, an oversize firefly against a blue-gray backdrop of sky.
Oh shit.
Hi there.
So, uh, is this something being shown on TV, or are we having the first instance of a non-Taylor POV outside an Interlude?
She came to rest over a building that had been half built and left abandoned, a small crane jutting out of the middle of it. A building I recognized as Bitch’s place. Her improvised dog shelter.
Ah, okay, still Taylor’s POV. I suppose she might be seeing this in person?
“Brian!” I called out. “You want to see this!”
The cameraman tried to zoom in and focus on Purity, but only intensified the lens flare effect that followed her.
TV confirmed.
That’s like trying to film the sun.
He zoomed back out just in time to see her take action.
RIP doghouse?
The beams of light that blasted from her palm weren’t straight. There was a bit of a spiral to them, as they formed a rough double helix. The end result was wider than Purity was tall, tearing into the building to topple the crane against one wall. She turned the light on the other walls, obliterating them.
RIP doghouse.
Let’s hope Rachel had gotten all the dogs out in time.
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