“The way the Endbringer’s physiology works? You could detonate a small atom bomb in his face, he’d probably survive. Take him two or three years to recover, but he’d survive.”
Sheesh.
“Shut up!” Armsmaster raised his head to shout at her. He stopped, eyes flickering to me. When he spoke again, his voice was almost calm. “You don’t know everything.”
That’s true, but the irony is still great.
You don’t know everything either, Army, and one of those things happens to be what Tattletale is all about.
Knowledge is power and her power is knowledge.
No.
“Her,” he pointed a hand at me, “She’s not who you think she is.”
Weeeell shit.
Here we go.
Man, this would be a great time for my occasional hypothesis that Tattle knew all along to turn out true. Not sure the rest of the Undersiders would take it quite as well, though.
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