Turning on the spot, Leviathan moved his claw, creating a wave with all of the water he’d generated since entering the alley, driving it into one of the two gathered groups.
Uh oh.
As those capes stumbled and fell back, Leviathan leaped over the time distortion bubble, landing at the front of the other group. The group with some of the local wards (sic), Velocity, some of Empire Eighty-Eight, and out-of-town capes I couldn’t name.
Landing from a parabolic arc means a spray of water echo over top of him, right?
The group I was at the rear of.
Shit.
Someone stepped up to grab him mid-lunge – some woman I didn’t recognize, who Othala was touching. She was granting this woman some form of invincibility that let her take a hit and not get knocked away by Leviathan.
Ooh, that’s a cool power.
Invincible though she might be, she couldn’t do anything to stop the afterimage from crashing against and around her, through our assembled ranks.
A lot of people are about to get wet.
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