“This breaks the unspoken rules between capes. And the truce against the Nine. I don’t like this.”
Yeah, this would be a major dick move.
It’s a world gone mad. Do I have to join the madmen to make a difference?
Isn’t that kind of what you’ve already done, if by madmen you mean the parahumans?
“Don’t worry. I’m the one who’s going to push the button,” Piggot answered. “And I’m not a cape.”
You’re still representing the capes. The Protectorate, the Wards, the PRT. The protectors. The fucking government. What do you think the public will think of the heroes of Brockton Bay if they learn that their organization is willing to do something like this?
…and that’s the end of the chapter. Well then.