He couldn’t speak to answer her, and only climbed the building’s face. He was three-quarters of the way up when she leaped down, soaring toward the sidewalk on the opposite side of the street. Always keeping her distance.
Heh, frustrating, isn’t it?
A gale caught her, and her lateral movement stopped. As wind twisted around her, she was driven down into the street, hard.
Ouch.
Stormtiger to the rescue?
Hookwolf would have laughed if he could. He looked at his headquarters and saw Stormtiger crouching by the front door, clutching a blood-soaked rag to his throat. Stormtiger wouldn’t interfere where it counted, but he would give Hookwolf the opportunity to confront his opponent.
Nice. Seems like he knows his boss well.
He adjusted his position and fell to the street next to Shatterbird. She held one leg while laying on her back. She’d fallen badly.
Hm, I guess with a power centered on glass, it’s thematically appropriate if she can’t take much in terms of hits.
The best part is that considering her massive offensive ability, that makes her officially a Glass Cannon.
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