The gamble and assumption I was working with was that electricity followed the path of least resistance. Insulated costume vs. vapor in the air? It would travel through the vapor. Insulated costume vs. metal leg? It would travel down the leg.
Sounds about right.
Either way, I was glad when I didn’t burn my foot or have it get fried or go numb. I was damn glad I didn’t die.
That would be awkward for everyone involved, including you.
With all of this consuming my attention, I was caught off guard when something large brushed against me while I was mid-leap.
My first thought was that Dragon decided to attack her with another leg, but the word choice “brushed” makes me think it’s Bentley.
The impact threw my airborne momentum off, drove me to one side. My first, most immediate, thought, before I even considered the source of the attack, was where I was about to land.
Although if it was, that was kinda careless of Bitch to let him do.
It was reflexive, but I sent a spray of bugs out from the armor near my glove, scattering them onto the area just in front of me.
…what if the electricity decides to go through the bugs?
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