Only a second after he’d landed, the water that followed in his wake crashed down on the roof, splashing out to push everyone present ten or fifteen feet away from Leviathan, tearing the gaping hole in the roof open even further. Tattletale gripped the edge of the roof to keep from being pushed over, choked as water forced itself into her nose and mouth. A less fortunate cape screamed as she fell.
Well, you’re just about fucked.
This would be a good fucking time to act, Regent.
Secret weapon time?
Wave; Regent briefly incapacitated.
“Fuck,” she muttered.
Fuck.
Hadn’t Taylor been in a situation like this when they’d met? With Lung? How had she coped?
Right, she hadn’t. We stepped in. Great.
Heh, that’s very helpful.
But yeah, I suppose this is a very similar situation – an enemy you have no hope of doing anything against yourself, jumping up on a rooftop to kill you.
Except this time it’s a different element and a far more dangerous enemy.
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