I glanced behind us, where Weld was standing with excruciating slowness. He was already cooling off. The dog by Bitch’s side was growling, now.
The good news: Sticking metal to him will still work.
Seriously, do try to get Dragon and Weld to collide.
Tattletale continued, “The bad news is that the Protectorate is about a minute away, Grue’s still out of action, and there’s pretty much no chance we’re going to get out of here before then.”
Well, fuck.
As I was saying: Weld was trouble enough.
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