Jack wasn’t folded over her shoulder anymore. He was standing, holding her hand, a wide smile spread across his face.
That is probably very bad.
He said something, some exclamation, without dropping his grin for a second.
And Shatterbird? I looked through the rubble that had been cast over the street around the building. She was lying on the ground, struggling to her feet. The glints of glass shards sparkled for a hundred feet around her. I quickly tossed my binoculars aside. They’d be a liability if she attacked us, now.
Oh yeah, don’t want parts of them entering your regular oculars.
Here was the gamble. We’d hurt them, injured their pride, we’d maybe killed Mannequin and we’d incapacitated Cherish. If Ballistic had been on the ball, he would have blown Cherish to smithereens.
Hmm. You know who hasn’t done much in this battle? Hack Job. With his teleports, he could’ve been a major threat, though I’m aware his range is probably significantly smaller than line of sight.
As it was, a stray bullet wouldn’t cut it. Bonesaw’s known talents included the ability to raise the dead.
I know, right? She’s so talented! ❤
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