So she pulled the knife free and stabbed Bonesaw in one eye. The blade scraped against the bone of Bonesaw’s eye socket.
…isn’t this supposed to go straight into the brain? Or is the knife too big for that?
Flame erupted and pieces of glass came to life around Aisha.
And there we have the others stepping in. Have they noticed her?
She backed away quickly as a wall of flame rolled over Jonathan on the table and divided her from Bonesaw. There was a rumble and the sound of falling furniture as Crawler stood.
How tall is this room, anyway?
“Ow, ow, ow, ow!” Bonesaw shrieked. “It hurts!”
I’m sure she’ll fix it up fairly quickly, but that rarely helps with the pain in the moment.
Why isn’t she dead?
I mean, if I’m right, it’s clear enough that I’m ashamed I didn’t think of it earlier. She specializes in tinkering with biology, so why wouldn’t she tinker with her own to make herself better protected?
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