Broken tooth? No. When I’d kicked Cherish earlier, hadn’t she said that Bonesaw had reinforced her teeth?
…fuck, that’s a good point. Is Bonesaw intentionally enraging Parian further?
Surely the psycho would have done the same for herself.
She was lying.
And there was nothing I could do to alert Parian.
Are you sure? Maybe your subconscious can find a way, using the bugs.
Parian picked up one of the scalpels Bonesaw had placed near me. Her hand was trembling even after she had it in a white-knuckled grip. “I don’t want to do this. I never wanted to fight. But I can’t let you walk away. That’s the most important thing.
Imp, internally: “Yeah, no, that won’t work.”
I guess this is why Bonesaw’s lying. She’s hiding her protections to catch Parian off-guard with them.
I’m willing to compromise what I believe in, compromise myself, to do that.”
Willing to kill?
Bonesaw rolled her eyes.
Wall! Barrier!
What do you mean to accomplish? Get in Parian’s way so she doesn’t foolishly run into Bonesaw’s close melee range?
My bugs left Bonesaw’s presence to form a barrier between her and Parian, but they were too few. Too many had died against Bonesaw’s bug killing smoke. Parian ignored them.
I wonder what Parian thinks of the bugs. Is she aware of Skitter at all, besides as an unknown victim of Bonesaw lying around here?
In one motion, Parian stepped close and stabbed the scalpel into Bonesaw’s throat. Then she did it again, and again, stabbing over and over, hysterical.
Well, this probably ain’t ending well.
It wasn’t enough blood. I knew it, and Parian had to know it.
Yeeah, this isn’t working.
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