“Since before we met.”
Wow. Since when you first found out Taylor was fighting Lung in your place?
Does that mean you were acting like you thought Taylor was a villain when you first talked to her, specifically in order to set her down that path?
That was unexpected. “What? How?”
She turned her head, surveying the scene, the handful of people still around the monument, “Over there?”
Hm?
I nodded.
We walked over toward the railing above the sheer drop to the base of the hill.
Ah, she was suggesting they walk over there.
I guess this puts us at a good spot to look out over the city and maybe visualize the events of 1.3-1.6?
The position gave us a view of the entire city. There was the ocean, the coastline with crews and machinery clearing away the wreckage of buildings and the PHQ. Blinking lights marked the barriers and trucks around the perimeter of the massive hole Leviathan had made in the upper end of Downtown. The hole was still largely filled with water. People were still trying to verify if it would ever empty on its own, or if it would be a permanent part of downtown.
Ah, yeah, I suppose that’s worth looking into before declaring it a new lake.
I couldn’t make out the details of the Docks, but I saw flattened and ruined buildings. I’d scouted it early one morning, pulling on my costume and traveling the streets at an hour that even the roving mobs were asleep. From a distance, with the help of my bugs, I’d verified it. The loft was gone.
R.I.P.
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