Mannequin pointed the blade in his hand at Shatterbird, a threat and a warning. Jack tensed, studying Shatterbird’s expression, waiting to see if this would start something.
Does that sound entertaining to you, Jack?
“A loss is allowable,” Jack said, when the fight didn’t erupt. “Most of us are more forgiving than Siberian, and allow a failure or two from our candidates during the rounds of testing, no? It’s okay to let them win from time to time.
But this wasn’t one of the candidates.
It gives them that spark of hope, so we can snatch it away and leave them all the more devastated.”
Right, of course Funtimes McEdgehog would be the type to think like this.
He looked at Shatterbird and she inclined her head in a barely perceptible nod.
“Which raises an interesting topic,” Jack said. He spotted Siberian and indicated for her to approach. Two corpses were stacked on her arm like meat on a kebab, and she cast them aside with a motion of her arm before approaching their circle.
The involvement of food in this description is probably not an accident.
Crawler was one of the two group members who had yet to rejoin the group. He was engaged with a young man with a glow that suffused his hair and emanated from his eyes and mouth.
Is that Scrub? I seem to recall something like this from Infestation, but I think I just assumed it was because his power was going haywire.
White flashes appeared with little accuracy and devastating effect, carving spherical chunks out of the brute.
Yep, that would be him.
I’m sure Crawler loves this – it’s a power he’s unlikely to be immune to, and which adds lots of space for new body parts to grow from.
This only encouraged the monster, and Crawler eagerly paced closer, his wounds closing together with a startling rapidity. So few things could hurt Crawler these days that Jack rarely got to see the regeneration in full effect.
Yep, he loves this. Let’s see what he gets!
Crawler’s healing powers appeared to play out in fast-forward when compared to even the regenerators who could heal wounds in seconds. Hundreds of pounds of flesh were replaced in one or two heartbeats.
Damn!
One eruption of light hit Crawler in the dead center of his chest. It made him pause, no doubt removing one of his hearts and some of his spinal cord.
Crawler is kind of like Aegis but without the looks and way more deadly.
The boy with the glowing hair pushed his power into overdrive, calling forth a series of flashes that exploded in close succession.
Oh neat, so that’s a thing he can just choose to do now.
One caught Crawler in the face, revealing only a cross-section of his head, complete with a bisected brain, a skull six inches thick and the interior of Crawler’s mouth. Crawler collapsed.
Ooh… how long until he gets back up?
I mean, there’s no way that’s gonna kill him. After all this buildup and with the nomination plot ongoing, having Crawler just unceremoniously die to Scrub, within the first chapter we actually see him in no less, wouldn’t fly.
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