With our weapons trained on Shatterbird, we stood by while one of Coil’s soldiers reached into Genesis’s stomach and hauled her out. She was chained to the ceiling with her arms stretched out to her sides, then divested of her costume, left only with a silk camisole and slip.
Her costume is made of glass, so it would’ve been a weapon if she managed to get past the radio static.
Coil’s people wheeled in an x-ray machine and a tank of containment foam.
What’s the x-ray machine for? Checking for broken bones after the battle, or perhaps Bonesaw implants that might cause trouble?
Shatterbird glared wordlessly at us until we’d exited the room and the heavy vault door blocked our view of her.
You lost, Shatterbird. Time to be a shogi piece.
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