The moment I realized what he was after, I redirected a portion of my web-spinning swarm to the hand. Then I limped to my left to put myself between him and his target. My swarm passed over him. The seventh strafing run. He slashed at it as it passed in a surprising display of emotion.
What? What is it going for?
He reached into the hole where his neck and head were supposed to be and withdrew a small knife.
Ohh. A detached weapon, as a last ditch effort.
I adjusted my posture. He was a tinker, and that knife could be anything.
That is a very good point.
He pressed a switch, and it was soon surrounded with a gray blur. I recognized it as Armsmaster’s tech.
Well, fuck.
So he ran off with that knife. That’s probably not good.
Oh yeah, he used it to carve his exit, didn’t he.
A weapon with that exact same visual effect had done horrendous damage to Leviathan.
Yep. Your armor’s not going to save you from this one.
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