My bugs were dying in droves with the residual electricity, but Kid Win, at least, was largely incapacitated, his eyes swollen nearly shut, with some bugs gathered over and around his eyes to further obscure his vision.
Well, that’s something at least.
I’d read up on the Wards, when I first got my powers, I knew they weren’t allowed to use lethal weapons. Shadow Stalker had to use tranquilizer darts instead of real arrows, though she violated that rule often enough, and this device of Kid Win’s, no matter how intimidating, wouldn’t be allowed to do any sort of serious injury.
Ah, I figured Shadow Stalker’s tranquilizer darts were due to her probation.
Also I know it wasn’t officially approved when we first saw it, but are you telling me the Tiro Finale / Alternator Cannon wasn’t potentially lethal?
“Shadow Stalker!” I shouted, “Charge Kid Win!” Expendable assets.
Heh, nice.
“Can’t!” she and Regent shouted in unison, “It’ll disrupt my control!”
Huh. That’s interesting, but I suppose it makes sense given the electrical nature of nerves.
Hearing that, Kid Win turned and fired a pair of sparks in their general direction.
Naturally. Regent just gave away the weakness of his control.
Which… amusingly enough happens to be the same as the weakness he used against Shadow Stalker during her capture. Electricity.
The sparks flew further and faster, and they reached far enough that I actually had to dodge those. One slammed into the spray of foam that the canister was blasting into the wall, while the other sailed toward Shadow Stalker, but stopped a few feet short and then looped back toward Kid Win.
Whoops. That’s the problem with returning projectiles, I guess. You end up setting a maximum range.
That left one option.
Bitch wasn’t around, which left it to me. I whistled, hard, getting the attention of the dogs. When the dog with the squarish, almost snoutless head turned my way. He’d be the bulldog puppy, Bentley.
You gonna send the dogs into the electricity instead?
I took a step toward Kid Win, pointed at the young hero, then shouted, “Get him!”
A ragged, horn encrusted tongue lolling out one side of his mouth, Bentley eagerly tromped past Weld, who lashed out with his club but only grazed Bentley’s rear flank. Recklessly, the dog charged Kid Win, slamming into him, taking the full brunt of the ring of vibrantly blue electricity.
Oof. Yeah, Kid’s gonna feel that.
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