I drew my bugs around me to conceal my movements as I rolled to one side, set my feet under me and sprinted to his left.
Yes, good, creative use of her power is exactly what Taylor needs here.
And also maybe some extra sets of eyes to watch the opponent’s moves through.
While still beneath the cover of my bugs, I was struck from behind and knocked face first to the ground. The surprise was as bad as the pain.
That’s the problem with cover. It often also covers your perception of the enemy.
Through the swarm, I sensed him approach until he stood with one foot on either side of me.
Oh, hello there.
I felt him wind his fingers into my hair and pull my head up and back. I struggled, trying to catch him in the knee with my baton, but he wrenched me to one side, and I felt a blade press against my throat.
This is far from ideal.
At least we know a simple knife has trouble slicing her throat, but this guy might have some better blades.