I tried to speak, to say something, even ‘I changed my mind’. My throat was too dry to form the words.
Armsmaster turned, shouted at the capes who stood watching, “You want to look down on me!? I tried to save this city, I got closer to killing the fucking Endbringer than Scion!
Yeah, right.
That girl is the person you should be mocking, spitting on! A wannabe hero without the balls to do anything heroic! Planning from the start to betray teammates for fame!”
Isn’t… isn’t that literally what you just did? Under the truce, Kaiser, Fenja, Menja… they were all your teammates.
I stepped back, swallowed hard.
“Is this true?”
I turned to look at Grue, but he wasn’t asking me. The question was for Tattletale.
I mean… fair. Why trust the accused over the fountain of knowledge who is still unambiguously on your side.
“Yeah,” Tattletale confirmed, sighing.
Well. Cat’s out of the bag.
Bitch stared at me wide eyed, teeth bared,
And, uh, Bitch isn’t exactly a cat person.
(I didn’t even set that up on purpose…)
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