“He’s at or near BZ-6, heading south.”
The area we were entering had been further from the heroes with the forcefields, where waves hadn’t had their impact softened or diverted by the the PHQ’s forcefield or the larger, heavier, blockier structures of the Docks.
Oof, so this place was probably wrecked far more than everything we’ve seen.
Entire neighborhoods had been flattened, reduced to detritus that floated in muddy, murky waters. Larger buildings, what I suspected might have been part of the local college, were standing but badly damaged. Countless cars sat in the roads and parking lots with water pouring in through shattered windows.
At some point, a road stops being a road and becomes a river.
Not sure how that interacts with parking law. Are you allowed to park your car in a river? Does it make a difference if you parked before it became a river or after it? Lawyers, get on it.
Laserdream changed course, to follow Lord street, the main road that ran through the city and downtown, tracing the line of the bay.
“What are you doing?” I asked her.
“The wreckage goes this way,” she responded.
Hm, but it sounds like Leviathan didn’t, according to Taylor’s power?
I looked down. It was hard to tell, with the damage already done, the water flooding the streets, but I suspected she was right. One building that looked like it should have stood against the waves thus far was wrecked, and mangled bodies floated around it. It could have been the tidal wave, but it was just as likely that Leviathan had seen a target and torn through it.
Yeah, but did he tear through it with his body, or with a blast of water?
“Maybe, but he might have been faking us out, or he detoured further ahead,” I said. I pointed southwest. “That way.”
Yeah, that’s what I was thinking too.
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