I had almost got the spider off me when another caught me from behind. A third and fourth caught me an instant later, seizing my head and shoulders and my legs, respectively.
Alright, maybe not something different in each, but still.
There’s a certain irony to Skitter being restrained by spider-like things.
Bonesaw exhaled a second cloud of dust into my face.
Well, fuck.
End of chapter?
I held my breath for as long as I could, but there was a limit. When I did breathe, my chest seized up, and my ears immediately started ringing violently, a headache settling into place. The muscles in my arms and legs locked up.
Looks like the powder does roughly the same thing as the darts. Maybe the darts were tipped with the powder, for that matter.
She sprayed an aerosol around herself, killing my bugs. Not that it mattered. My facility with my power was getting clumsier and clumsier as the headache increased in intensity.
Ahh, I suppose that’s part of the extra. Weakening their access to their power to make them truly paralyzed. Thereby not doing it halfway.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
“Bring them,” she said. The mechanical spiders leapt to obey. Within moments, me, Tattletale, Trickster, Sundancer and Ballistic were being dragged inch by inch towards the dining hall. Towards Grue.
No, no, no.
You fucked up.
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