I didn’t have another second to worry – Leviathan was extending one claw in my general direction.
Shit.
“I know you’re there.”?
The water that had pooled shallowly beneath the carport trickled his way, as if it were moving downhill, gathered in a rising bulge of water on the street in front of the carport, swelling to five feet in height, fifteen feet across.
Oh, good, he might not have noticed Taylor after all. He just found another source of water.
Unsure what to do, I remained absolutely still.
A movement of his claw, and the bulge broke, spilled to one side as an onrushing wave. It swept beneath the rusted van, suddenly rose to heave the vehicle in Leviathan’s direction.
Good thing you weren’t in there, huh?
The van rolled once, skidding toward the Endbringer, threatening to strike one leg out from under him. He stopped it by punching it through the roof, into the front end of the van.
It seems like he was expecting someone to be there.
Either that or he wants to wear the van like a glove.
He stabbed the other claw through at the same point, tore the van into two halves that he tossed to either side of him.
This behavior shows that he’s clearly searching for more people to kill.
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